The warehouse always smelled like metal and diesel, but today it carried something else too, tension. The kind that settled in your bones and made every sound feel sharper. Roc walked beside me, clipboard in hand, double‑checking the crates before the run. Wolf was on the other side of the loading bay, talking to his men, his voice low and clipped. They were all on edge. We had reason to be.Rumors about Juan had been circling for days, whispers about him trying to intercept shipments, steal product, test boundaries. He was getting bold. Too bold. And bold men made stupid choices.I scanned the bay again, watching Wolf’s men load the last pallet into the truck. “Everything tight?” I asked.Wolf nodded once. “My guys are ready. No one’s getting near this run.”Roc added, “We doubled the escorts. If Juan tries anything, he’ll regret it.”I grunted in agreement, but my mind wasn’t fully here.
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