(Dane)
The black truck stayed inside the gates while nobody moved. Ridge watched the warehouse through the space beside the delivery truck. Knox kept his eyes on the side entrance. Asher stayed near the back street in case anyone tried leaving.
Another minute passed before the loading bay opened. Two men came out and waved the truck farther inside. A third man appeared behind them carrying a rifle. None of them looked toward the road.
Ridge raised the radio.
"Crash, can you see inside the loading bay?"
"Only part of it."
"What do you see?"
Crash paused before answering.
"More crates."
Ridge looked at me.
"How many?"
"At least twenty from where I'm sitting."
That was more than a normal delivery.
Whatever they stored inside had been coming in for weeks. The van from earlier had
