Quickplay 777 Novels & Stories

She wore a tailored, heavy wool trench coat in charcoal, her hands gloved as she held a ruggedized, secure terminal. Xavier walked over to her, his heavy boots crunching on the gravel. "How's the routing looking, sweetheart?" he rumbled, his voice low and gravelly from the cold morning air. "Perfect," Selah replied, looking up at him with a brilliant, clear confidence. "The dual-key system is clearing the cargo manifests in real-time as the cranes unload. We've already bypassed the standard six-hour customs queue. The European delegates are going to see a record-breaking turnaround."