It was 2005, just two years after the end of the devastating Second Congo War. The battered country in central Africa was limping back to normalcy, the bloodied streets of the past were still reeking with the remnants of fear, and it was nothing less than suicidal for a foreigner—especially an American or a European—to risk his neck in the line of corporate duty. “When you Google Kinshasa,” recalls Dolf van den Brink, “all the alarm bells go off.”