Ship Bob Novels & Stories

Dami said turning to the Shina who had his mouth agape in bewilderment. "Oh yes. Me" Shina let out a heavy breath. His eyelids slacked in sadness. "Okay,the thing is, three years ago when Federico built his mansion in Ajah. My friend's company were the ones who installed all the CCTV cameras and all other electronics that needed to be installed. That was when I knew about him. He has about three companies;a phone company,an insurance company,a telecommunication company. Each of the companies are not registered in his name. I don't know if he has more cause I'm sure he'll have companies where he moves his merch "

The border was a beautiful silver with an engraved design. "It will help you to keep up with what time it is on the ship. As well as what day and time it is on your planet," Habu informed her. He then proceeded to show her exactly how it worked. Once the maior left, Kenzie fell backwards onto the couch. She wasn't sure, but she suspected that Viper's uncle would take great pleasure in her losing whatever event was to come.

Shaking my head, I said, “Trust me on this—we shouldn’t go there… That ship is dangerous.” “No way. Don’t be such a wuss now.” A fellow crew mate clapped me on the shoulder in reassurance, and gestured at our ship’s route. “That’s a point of entry to the radioactive spots around Hiroshima. It’s a route our new employers arranged for us, and we’ll go through that channel to reach the Forbidden Ocean… fine, that’s a cheesy name, but either way, that wreck is just lying at the mouth of the channel.” Miek put his hands together. “The gods might have arranged this good fortune for us. I have a feeling that we’ll all be rich after this, and won’t be drifting everywhere after this. As for me, I’ll

The human shuddered, released his grip on the withered limb, and felt his back hit the inside surface of the chamber. That was where the prospector was, still examining his discovery, when Herbert called. "Sorry to interrupt, but it appears as though a ship is headed our way, ETA three hours, sixteen minutes, and thirty two seconds". Jyro used the Lord's name in conjunction with a swear word, was ashamed of himself, and started over. "Blast! What kind of ship?"

The coastal city had several logistics firms that handled shipping along the water. Most of them were small and struggling. One name kept coming up in quiet conversations at the café and along the docks. Harbor Line Shipping. A bit of research had shown the place had a reputation for missing contracts and losing drivers. The owner was older and ready to step back. I went to the office with the new papers and asked for a meeting which was not hard. The man who owned it looked tired when he sat across from me. The office was cluttered and the windows needed cleaning.

“Because believe it or not, you’re a good man, Bianchi. You deserve this. Besides, it’s just business. Sell the drugs, get your money and that’s the end of it.” He hesitates for a second. “What do you want in return?” “Nothing. Consider it payment for your assistance.” “You’re already paying me three hundred thousand dollars for my assistance.” “Take the drugs, Bianchi. I’m feeling generous.” After a few seconds of silent contemplation, he finally nods; “Alright then. Let’s do this.” *** 24 HOURS LATER… “BREAKING NEWS! The West Harbour is currently on fire. News reaching us a few minutes ago from our correspondents who are live at the scene is that fifteen cargo ships suddenly erupted in fla

She usually left the serious business to his older brother Ernest. "Alright," Lory said. "Send me the details. Which ship and when?" "The cargo vessel is called the Pacific Star," Marcus said. "It's approaching the harbor now. You need to intercept it before it reaches the docks. The Old Madam wants the goods transferred to one of our boats." "Why the rush?" Lory asked. "What's so special about this shipment?" "I don't have those details," Marcus admitted. "I'm just relaying the Old Madam's orders."

"How did your chairman get it?" ​Amelia stood up and bowed politely. "He has kept it safe for twenty-two years. And now... he believes Miss Dizer is finally ready to wear it." Without another word, Amelia turned and left. ​Later, at Oscar Medical Center, Noah entered Liam's office holding a tablet. "You need to see this." ​Liam looked up. "What happened?" ​"It's about Shank Global," Noah said, handing the tablet over. ​The headline read: SHANK GLOBAL LOSES MAJOR INTERNATIONAL SHIPPING CONTRACT.

Seedlings gave us hope for a future at safehold. My mother stood beside me, excited almost. As if she couldn't wait to pay an old friend a visit. Some crew members stayed behind to help rebuild homes, while some would depart permanently at Rapier Port. Bittersweet, but I understood. I didn't know if Charles would be in Rapier Port, but as we pulled beside the pier, I saw a sparkling and brand new ship with the flag of a heart outlined in a ribcage. The Bone Heart. As I said, predictable.

Vivienne slid a digital copy of the harbor cargo manifest she had duplicated from Julian's files the previous night with her warm, plump fingers. "Look at the coordinates of Pier Four, Julian," Vivienne ordered in an exceptionally firm voice, narrowing her eyes at the red marker on the screen. "In two hours, Thorne Enterprises' primary cargo ship carrying all of its imported secondary textile raw materials will dock there. That shipment is the lifeblood of Dominic Thorne's ten largest garment factories this week." Julian furrowed his thick brows and leaned his broad frame slightly forward. "You want me to burn the ship?" Julian asked, his voice rising as a savage grin slowly spread across hi