(Damian)
I left Alina in bed. She was still asleep when I got a call from Tomas.
He said it was urgent. Said I needed to come down to the port.
So I did.
The car ride was quiet. Mark was driving. Nico and Caesar sat behind me. Two more guys followed us in the SUV. I didn’t say much. I just kept checking my phone, waiting for the alert.
When it came, I smiled. Shipment delivered. Payment received.
Fifty million, wired directly into the off-shore accounts. Clean. Secure. Bruno kept his word.
But if Tomas called me out here, it meant something was wrong.
When we arrived, Tomas stood near the warehouse, pacing like a damn dog waiting to get kicked. His face told me everything.
He was nervous.
I stepped out. The others followed. Mark stayed by the car, eyes scanning the area.
“Tomas
