Chapter 6 - Stepping Inside Ezra Blackwood Secret Port Lands Warehouse
The SUV door opened automatically from the inside, revealing a dark, cavernous interior smelling of leather and expensive cologne.
Nessa climbed in without hesitation, and the vehicle pulled away instantly, navigating the labyrinth of abandoned shipping container yards.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at a derelict marine warehouse at the very edge of the Port Lands slip.
Corrugated metal walls rose into the fog, surrounded by unmarked luxury sedans and men in dark suits standing guard by the bay doors.
The heavy steel door slid open with a deep mechanical groan, revealing a surreal scene bathed in harsh overhead halogen lighting.
In the center of the concrete floor stood a regulation-sized boxing ring surrounded by velvet ropes and folding chairs.
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Roughly thirty elite syndicate members, fixers, and high-stakes gamblers stood around the perimeter, murmuring among themselves.
Ezra Blackwood sat on a leather stool in the corner of the ring, shirtless, wearing professional athletic shorts and white hand wraps.
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