Katherine felt her jaw tighten. She reached behind her back and unclipped the walkie-talkie from her waistband. Holding it low, she pressed the side button. “This is Hartley. Confirm location. Bring full team. Quiet entry. Repeat: quiet entry.” Her voice was calm, but her hands were fists. Justice would not wait.
She turned back to Ahmed. “How did you manage to get a message into that container?” He looked away, then back again. “One night, after another long shift, a few of us tried to fight back. It didn’t go far. The crew found out I was behind it. As punishment, they decided to throw my container overboard.”