Eleanor’s POV
When I arrived at the office, Angie was waiting for me with a mountain of reports.
“I’m looking into everything, boss.” Angie said without looking up. “The shipment was being targeted by the police.”
I cursed to myself. That was the worst case scenario for this operation.
However, I knew the authorities had no solid evidence of the smuggling operation—that was something I had made sure of while I was putting things together. The situation wasn’t hopeless, but it needed to be fixed before it was too late.
I immediately began counter-tracking measures, changed the route, reassigned personnel, and handled everything swiftly and professionally as I always had. I did everything right, but something about this whole thing felt off. How could anyone know the route? We update
