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109 - The Sweatshop

Author: Norma Jean
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-28 22:07:16

The symbol portraying the boat with the flying sail hadn't been on Google. Derek had spent hours scrolling through the internet, but had come up with nothing. By the end of his search, however, he had been sure of two things... The manufacturers of the silver weapons weren't a legal company. And they really didn't want to be found. His final option had been to employ a hacker to scour more thoroughly through the World Wide Web. For his troubles, he'd been rewarded with one location—Port of Chicago.

He'd followed that one blue to a stone shed at the far end of Chicago's official harbor. The area was quite lonely, with barely any presence around, so much so that it felt disconnected from the rest of the port. That suited Derek just fine. He expected that his business here tonight would get a bit messy, so some privacy would do him good. Pulling open the metal door in front of him, he entered the shed.

The moldy structure was even smaller inside than it had looked outside. The space la
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