Shadows play

dubious confidences. The place, an abandoned former railway depot, was bathed in harsh light. The sun mercilessly b

te and the distant barking of a guard dog. It was one of those places off

the key to the shop hanging from his keychain.

danger was just another word in the dictionary. Black T-shirt

ike that, he said, cl

ou have to manage your time, rep

ut a small bottle of water and drank deeply, bef

the autonomous port. He can get things through. Goods, gear...

ce fr

ke... import-export? Isn

e him an a

t we're doing here isn't petty theft. It's business, real business. Cash in

pau

step up, or you go

ued to play with the key. He felt that invisible line

windows, clean rims, silent engine. The kind of car

es, a gold watch that caught every ray. He walked lik

boss, whispered

an average build, but his c

brice, said Winne

ending his hand. I'm Yannick. But in

e grip was firm, measured

Passage"?

ck sm

u want to get through..

no. More like a deliberate pau

out a small black notebook from his pocket. He flipped t

eet, not too talkative. That works for me. We

nodded,

medications, sometimes more... delicate items. I ensure that nothing

line of numbers

mount varies depending on the risk. And I make s