Author’s POVThe container door remained open yet no one dared to move closer. In a moment, Ryan stepped forward. Almost immediately, the metallic scent hit first. It was faint, but present. The scent was not strong enough to overwhelm, but the expression on everyone’s face showed it did more than enough to unsettle.His eyes adjusted to the dim interior, and then he saw it. It was not cargo nor anything that belonged to a legitimate shipment.He could see crates, sealed and unmarked. One of them had already been forced open. Inside were stacks of tightly wrapped packages, each identical in size, carefully concealed beneath a layer of industrial lining that had been sliced through in haste.Philip exhaled quietly beside him. “That’s not ours.”Ryan didn’t respond. Instead, he reached forward, pulling the lining back further, and getting a sharp tingle on his hand. His expression hardened, not from surprise, but from confirmation.“They didn’t just want to disrupt our activities,” Phil
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