With Katherine in front and Ahmed close behind, the group slipped out of the container. They moved quickly between the shadows of towering crates, keeping their steps light and movements cautious.
They reached the hatch to the workroom undetected. Through the small porthole, Katherine saw rows of men hunched over benches, hands flying over fuses and powder. Two guards leaned against the far wall, yawning, half-alert. Katherine clenched her makeshift weapon. “We hit hard and fast. No hesitation,” she whispered.