Maron"What the fuck do you mean it disappeared?" I roar into the phone, my grip tightening until my knuckles turn white. "How the fuck does a cargo ship just vanish into thin air?"Pavel, my right-hand man, sighs heavily on the other end. "We don’t have the coordinates, boss. I've tried contacting Oleg Robarov, the captain, but the connection keeps cutting out. It's like they've gone dark."I let out a string of curse words and run my fingers through my hair in frustration. This is the last thing I need right now. "This is not a fucking joke, Pavel. That ship is carrying the first batch of Tramoxine samples. Important people are relying on it.""I know, boss," Pavel replies calmly. "Give me some time to figure out what happened. Robarov is a seasoned captain. If he's not answering our calls, it means something serious."I place my palm against my temple. "Chert Voz’mi, Pavel! What the fuck do you mean serious?""Look, boss. Whatever it is, I can contact the chemical plant and have th
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