ZAYNThe dock smelled like salt, diesel, and old rope, the kind of place where deals went down under flickering lights and nobody asked questions. The ship finally bumped against the concrete pier, engines coughing their last as the crew exploded into action. They scrambled off like rats fleeing a sinking ship, boots slapping against the wet planks, voices overlapping in a frantic mess of curses and shouts. I didn’t blame them. Today had been long, bloody, it was perfectly normal for them to try and get off as fast as they could.I stepped off last, Celez slung over my shoulder like a sack of grain. My arm locked around her legs to keep her steady, her weight familiar now after carrying her through the lower decks. She was still out cold, breathing shallow against my back. I kept my pace even, boots crunching over gravel as I moved toward the waiting group.Jade stood there with backup, half a dozen of our guys, armed and alert, scanning the area like they expected trouble to jump out
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