chapter 120
Author: Obasi michael
last update2025-07-01 01:19:12

The cold sea breeze swept through the moonlit alleyway just off Pier 9, where rusted shipping containers lined the docks like forgotten bones. The rhythmic sound of water lapping against concrete was broken only by the faint hum of engines pulling away into the night.

Detective Harper sat in an unmarked sedan, watching.

His eyes were fixed on a man — hood up, tall, muscular, walking fast but controlled.

Braise.

Harper narrowed his gaze. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen Braise in this sector. It was the third. Each time unannounced. Each time within twenty minutes of some suspicious incident — a tampered traffic cam, a vehicle reroute, an encrypted message spike.

And this time, Harper had backup.

He adjusted the radio on his vest. “This is Hawk-3. Subject is moving southeast along Dockline 4. Confirm interception path.”

A voice crackled through. “Confirmed. Unit 2 approaching from south tunnel.”

Harper stepped out of the vehicle, moving silently along the edge of the shadows, hand
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