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"The difference is, I pay on time. He makes you wait thirty days, doesn't he?" "Sometimes sixty," Guido muttered. "He says the cash flow is tight, but I see the new cars he buys. I see the watches." "Exactly. Look at page two," I told him. "I’ll pay you upfront for the first three months. And I’ll cover your shipping insurance. Every cent." Guido leaned back, his chair creaking. "What about the port? I heard Livorno is locked up tight today. Word travels fast, Valentina."

DERRICK "It would be nice if you could arrive earlier with your orders. Especially considering you want items shipped overnight. We have enough time to ship off the U.S. orders, but we won't be able to ship the overseas orders until tomorrow morning," the postmaster said as she scanned the orders. "I understand. I will do my best to get here earlier from now on. Would it help to bring orders throughout the day from now on? My sister and I are new to this, and I want to make things easier for you all."

“Any new parcels come in overnight? What about the shipment from the docks—did Viktor confirm the containers are secure, or do we still have loose ends with customs?” “Warehouse is swept and locked down, boss. Three new crates arrived at dawn—small arms, untraceable serials, exactly what we ordered. Viktor’s team handled the paperwork; no flags from customs yet. We’ve got the next run scheduled for Friday, but the boys are on standby if you want to push it back.” I nodded once. “Good. Suspend all non-essential movement for now. No pickups, no drops, no side deals until I say otherwise. Keep the perimeter tight and the phones clean.”

Jared shook his head, with regards to business, quality's what is most significant for all items. The reason why the omega company has arrived at this day is all because of the incredible nature of their products. Since things have come to this point, each step must be taken cautiously. He turned his head and checked everybody out. "You might need to buckle down in the last couple of days! Eight shipments, I trust everybody will give their all." Everybody gestured. Emerging from the processing plant, Jared drove back to the manor straightforwardly. As soon as he stopped the vehicle, the telephone beside him vibrated.

“What shipment?” “I don’t know. He didn’t say.” Alejandro glanced at Aria, who had already pulled up her laptop. She typed quickly, searching cartel shipments in the last twenty-four hours. Then she froze. “There’s a shipment leaving in three hours,” she said. “A weapons deal at the old shipyard.” Alejandro smirked. “Then that’s where we’ll find him.” The Shipyard Showdown The shipyard was dark, the only light coming from flickering street lamps and the headlights of blacked-out SUVs parked near a massive cargo ship.

Tommy's information about Friday's shipment had been accurate—my people had spotted increased activity at several of Antonio's warehouses, unusual traffic patterns, security being beefed up. And I'd gotten a location: a shipping container yard in Red Hook. The shipment was coming in by boat, late Friday night. "The weapons are real," I told her. "Military-grade hardware. RPGs, automatic weapons, enough ammunition to arm a small militia. He's selling to a buyer with connections to overseas extremist groups." Jessy went pale. "My God." "Rodriguez is coordinating with federal agents. Once we confirm the shipment and the buyer, they'll move in. But we need Antonio distracted, focused on somethin

It’s a habit of mine I tend to do whenever I’m stressed out. I stay like this for half an hour keeping my head blank as much as possible, until Mathew comes and joins me. “What’s up Mathew?” I ask mildly while still staring at the sky. “We have a weapon shipment coming into town in two days from Canada. I wanted to tell you that everything is set to handle it professionally. Our men will be extra cautious for any unexpected surprises along the way” “Good, I will be there to receive it myself at the town border. I don’t want any problems to arise” I said determinedly.

“But the Covenant ship is still coming.” Victor checked the radar feed again. The giant signal of Adrian Vale’s warship had moved even closer. The eight escort submarines spread out around it like silent predators. Victor spoke quietly. “Arrival time… one hour and forty minutes.” Emma’s face became serious. “That’s not much time.” Elizabeth looked at the reactor. “How long until Omega finishes charging?” Victor checked the system. “Omega recharge time: one hour and twenty minutes.” Daniel nodded slowly. “So the weapon will be ready just before they arrive.”

Layers of guard rotations, camera blind spots that only lasted seconds, magnetic locks, reinforced watchtowers. “Satellite sweep comes in every forty-eight hours,” Noel was saying, tapping the screen with a pen. “We’ve mapped the timing. That’s our gap to get in, get out.” Matt leaned back in his chair. “And the shipment of ARs?” “Cleared customs yesterday. We’ll store them here until two days before the move,” I answered, flipping the file shut. “Ammo’s coming in separate, spread out through the next three weeks so it doesn’t raise a flag.”

VALENTINE "Alpha, a UPS driver is coming onto pack lands," Marvin, one of my warriors running patrols, tells me. "It's the usual truck. Want me to stop and inspect it?" "No, I'm expecting the delivery. Just have a few guys running alongside it, hidden in the trees. The driver knows to leave the delivery at the gates." "You got it, Alpha," he says before he breaks the link. Yes! It came faster than I expected. I ordered it just 2 days ago. I thought 2-day shipping applied after the item was made. They must have made them and sent them the same day.