Chapter 18 - Preparing For A Final Confrontation At The Docks
The group scrambled through the rusted drainage pipe, emerging into the damp, foggy air of the city’s shipping docks.
Heavy container ships lined the murky riverfront, their massive cranes cutting imposing silhouettes against the morning sky.
“Where do we go from here? The entire city is locked down by tactical units,” Elena panted, clutching her side.
“We board the midnight cargo freighter bound for international waters; it has an encrypted sat-comm terminal,” Jack decided.
Sarah led the way between towering stacks of shipping containers, keeping Leo close and protected behind her.
“There’s the loading ramp for the Atlantic Horizon vessel; we can slip aboard unnoticed during the shift change,” Sarah pointed.
Jack drew his firearm, scanning the elevated catwalks above the dock for any sign of sniper positions or ambushes.
“Move quickly and quietly; if we make it onto that ship, we control the narrative before the agency strikes,” Jack urged.
They sprinted across the wet concrete toward the open cargo bay doors of the massive ocean liner.
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Just as Leo stepped onto the metal ramp, a blinding spotlight swept across the docks from the main security tower.
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