Deltarune Shipping Novels & Stories

"So, this is your aim all along." "What else? You think I'd go to your scam of a company for a facial?" "Scam company?" "You just called Seamar City a dump. We're even now." Drake rubbed his temples. "I must be out of my mind to be arguing with you." "I know where their next shipment is going. Interested in working with me?" "How?" "I've arranged for a shipment. They're delivering it to the East Dock in three days. You can just swoop in and catch them red-handed."

“D*mn it! Those lackeys used to come and suck up to the Schulz family all the time! Now, all of them are actually trampling all over us when we are at our lowest point?! Since the domestic shipping companies refuse to support us, we can only approach a foreign shipping company, then!” Sheldon thought for a moment before he said, “Since the Wade family has already negotiated a chartering business with the Koreans, our best option at the moment is the Ito family from Japan. After the downfall of the Matsumoto and Takahashi family, most of the Japanese ocean shipping business has already fallen into the hands of the Ito family…”

, I respond, stepping into her office. "There is a major shipment coming in on Thursday, Dock E013,", She takes her glasses off and folds them in her hands. She sighs, "Problem is that Dock E013's storage renovation is running three days overtime, and containers seem to go... missing during events as such,". She holds her hands on her desk, "I need you to supervise the shipment. Report to me if any issues arise." Dock E013 is on the Eastern shores, on the other side of the country.

Cassian leaned back slightly. “Explain.” She rotated the screen toward them. “Since the merger announcement, several shipping insurance firms have started shifting their coverage.” Tan frowned. “Toward Sentinel?” Avelyn nodded. “Yes.” Cassian studied the numbers. “That means she’s strengthening their credibility.” Tan sighed. “Insurance confidence drives shipping decisions.” Avelyn added, “And if HarborGate becomes the safest protected shipping route…” Cassian finished quietly, “More companies will use them.” Tan shook his head slowly.

"The St. Agnes ghost-code... you can use the Delta Conduit to mask the harbor logs. You can reroute the asset descriptions before the grand jury convenes. You have the keys. We gave you the pharmaceutical shell companies! We gave you everything!" "You gave me what was already mine, Collins," I purred, my voice dropping into that gravelly, predatory register that always turned his blood to ice. "The Delta Conduit belongs exclusively to the Al-Sayed Sovereign Trust. It is entirely clean, entirely insulated, and entirely sealed against the wreckage of your front-facing violence. I did not spend my weekend negotiating with an Egyptian king to use his capital as a shield for your sloppy conversat

All the secret shipping routes, key contacts, and black account passwords were known only to me. Before I left, I didn't take a single dollar. However, I was the one who ran that empire. "Vito has a major overseas shipment coming into port soon, doesn't he?" I turned to Leo. Leo raised an eyebrow. "He does. It's his biggest revenue source this quarter. If that shipment disappears, his cash flow dries up." I set down my glass, my gaze sharpening. "The password for that shipment is 'Siren.' The delivery point isn't at the docks but in that abandoned salt flat to the west.

Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his normally pristine suit showed wrinkles that suggested he had been working around the clock. “The Astoria operations are secure,” Rohan reported, consulting his tablet. “Brayer eliminated the last of Veynar’s contacts there yesterday. No survivors to report back to their remaining cells.” “Good. What about the Selvarra shipments?” “On schedule. The dock workers’ union decided to cooperate after our conversation with their leadership.” Rohan’s tone suggested that conversation had involved more than words. “No delays expected.” Dario nodded, his fingers steepled as he processed the information. Every move had to be calculated now, every decision weighed a

She was running on pure adrenaline and soot. "Boss, we have a situation at the harbor," Marco’s gravelly voice cut through the static, tight and uncharacteristically tense. "The news about Aces and Ales is spreading fast. The street captains are getting restless, and Maison & Co. is already moving in on our territory. They just bought out our primary shipping lane through Antwerp. They didn't just outbid us, they doubled the maritime security f*e."

He looked at my white knuckles gripped around the folder, then turned his gaze back to Elena, whose hand was still resting flat against his chest, right over his heart. "The local shares are stable for the next twelve hours, Nilah," Darien stated flatly. The words made me feel deeply hurt, cold, heavy, and final. He slowly pulled his bicep out of Elena's grip, but he didn't look at me as he did it. He looked at the floor, his features locked in a rigid expression of corporate necessity. "If the Vance fleet pulls out of the European lines, the entire international shipping network collapses. The Mariel merger will mean nothing if we lose the shipping corridors. I have to go with her to the ai

The yard was a labyrinth of shadows, every creak and rustle putting their nerves on edge. Luca’s voice crackled softly over the comms. “I’m picking up chatter on an encrypted frequency. Sounds like they’re expecting a delivery.” “Can you pinpoint where?” Elena asked. “Dock twelve,” Luca replied. “It’s on the far side.” Elena signaled to the others, and they regrouped near the designated dock. A large cargo ship was moored there, its deck bustling with activity. Hawthorne’s men moved crates onto waiting trucks, their movements precise and coordinated.