Aphmau Shipping Novels & Stories

I realized, with a sharp sting of shame, that I didn't know her favorite color. I had bought them all. Every color I could find. "Is that for us?" I heard Noah’s voice carry across the street as the truck driver lowered the ramp. "Delivery for Amara Kline," the driver shouted back. Amara walked out onto the loading dock. She looked at the crates, then at the note tucked into the plastic webbing. I watched her through the windshield, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. She didn't look surprised. She didn't look excited.

Mas Suma is engrossed in his cell phone, he can be heard occasionally mentioning the name of his secretary, Desi. My eyes widened seeing the inbox in the gallery email. Signed there is a number fifteen, meaning a number of incoming emails. Ah, maybe an online ad. Indeed, who knows this gallery? With a pounding heart I opened the inbox incoming emails. If so, this is from the customer, meaning he is the first customer. First e-mail, from Cargo Company. They offer fast, cheap and secure shipping. Delivery can be domestic and foreign, Second e-mail, from teak wood supplier. Third, a service company that takes care of export documents.

Marco replied, visibly annoyed. “Babe, maybe you forgot that your airlines contributed greatly to AMPI (Amara Pharmaceuticals Inc.). Our medicines were transported quickly worldwide because of your planes. Maybe that’s why he wants to partner with you,” Sandra explained. “What? Did you tell him about the merging of AMPI and Dela Vega Airlines’ distribution? You realize I only gave AMPI exclusive rights to transport medicines, right? Only the two of us know that. I don’t want them using my company to transport drugs that haven’t gone through strict evaluations yet. What if I suddenly find out they’ve been transporting illegal drugs?”

“I promised Jacob here that I would accompany him to buy some stuff he needs.” “Can I tag along?” Dorin asked. Jacob laughed. “Isn’t that what you’re doing right now?” replied the professor. The three rode the tram. It went past the university’s main gates and into the City proper. They passed several shops and stalls, a theatre, several grocery stores, and a hospital. They went off the bus stop where a huge building stood called Town Central. “Welcome to the Town Central Mall!” Jacob said with a smile as the three of them entered the building through huge double doors made of glass. Inside, the 2 mages’ eyes widened as they got their first glimpse of a mega shopping center.

"Two through the New Jersey ports, one through Baltimore. The total value is approximately 8.7 million dollars." My pulse quickened. 8.7 million dollars. That would hurt. "What's in them?" "The New Jersey shipments are electronics and textiles. Standard merchandise we distribute through our legitimate channels." He clicked through screens. "The Baltimore shipment is... more specialized." "Meaning?" He swallowed hard. "Pharmaceuticals. High-end. The kind that requires special licensing and customs arrangements." Code for drugs. Perfect. "I need all the details. Exact arrival times. Which warehouses they're being stored in. Security protocols. Access codes if you have them."

I could feel the heat radiating from his broad shoulders, and I knew my presence tortured him. "This is the main server portal," Kade began, turning the silver laptop so we both had a clear view of the bright screen. He typed a long string of numbers into the password box. "We use a legitimate international shipping logistics company to mask the movement of our private cargo. On the surface, the company transports heavy machinery and commercial textiles across Europe and North America." "And underneath the surface?" I asked, keeping my tone professional and detached.

“We traced some of her recent transactions. She’s securing shipments under a shell company operating out of South America. The shipments are arriving within the next 48 hours.” I leaned forward. “Where?” “Warehouse district, near the docks,” the assistant replied. “High security, but nothing we can’t handle.” Noah nodded. “We need to intercept that shipment before she moves it. If we can get control of her weapons, we cripple her operation before she even gets the chance to strike.” Julian let out a low chuckle. “Bold move, Steele. But if you’re planning to hijack Hennessy’s shipment, you’ll need someone who knows how she moves.”

It was on very rare occasions you’d get to see someone like Amara be so relaxed. Well, food was a miracle worker. “Enjoying it?” Amara didn’t hesitate to nod. “Those people have earned themselves a lifetime customer.” She said after swallowing her current bite. “Do they do international shipping?” Elijah’s brows frowned at her question. He chuckled. “Why, wanna send it to someone?” “No, it’s for-“ She caught herself before she could say anymore. “Never mind.” She turned back to her food, choosing to end the conversation there.