ISAAC MORANO

**22**

Chapter Twenty Two- The Shipment

Catherine's heart raced at the urgency in the Secretary of State's voice. "Cathy, it's time. The shipment has arrived. This is the moment we've been waiting for. We can't afford to let it slip through our fingers," he emphasized, his tone heavy with the gravity of the situation.

"Understood. I'll make sure everyone is prepared," she replied, determination solidifying her resolve. Just before he hung up, he added, "Be careful. They'll be expecting us. Don't underestimate them."

As the call ended, she turned to the team, her expression serious. "The shipment has arrived. This is our chance to intercept it before it falls into the wrong hands. The Secretary warned us—they might be expecting an operation."

Isaac nodded, his eyes focused. "We need a solid plan. What do we know about the shipment's location and timing?"

Lucas quickly accessed the information on the system. "It's supposed to be at the old dock by midnight. We can set up a perimeter and gather intel on their movements. We'll need to act fast and decisively."

Catherine looked around the room, meeting each of their eyes. "We've trained for moments like this. Stick to the plan, trust each other, and we'll get through it."

Tony added, "We'll need backup in case things go sideways. I can reach out to my contacts in the intelligence unit."

"Do it," Catherine commanded. "Every second counts. We'll need every resource we can get."

As they geared up, the atmosphere shifted from tension to resolve. Catherine could feel the weight of the mission ahead, but she also felt the strength of the team beside her. They were no longer just individuals fighting against corruption; they were a united front, determined to bring justice.

With the plan set in motion, they headed out, adrenaline coursing through their veins. Each step felt heavy with purpose as they approached the dock, ready to confront whatever awaited them.

Tony turned to Catherine, his grip firm on her shoulder. "We're doing this for Shawn and Alvin," he said, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. "They didn't deserve what happened to them. This is for justice, for them and for everyone affected by this corruption."

Catherine nodded, the fire in her eyes intensifying. "You're right. We owe it to them to see this through. Their stories can't end here. We'll make sure their voices are heard."

Isaac stepped closer, his expression resolute. "Together, we'll make them pay for what they've done. We won't let their deaths be in vain."

The team gathered around, a unified front of determination and shared purpose. Each member knew the stakes, and they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. With a collective nod, they set their sights on the dock, prepared to confront the darkness that threatened to consume their lives and the lives of those they loved.

As they approached the dock, the night air was thick with tension, but the resolve in Catherine's heart burned brighter than any fear. She took a deep breath, ready to honor the memories of Shawn and Alvin and fight for a better future.

The atmosphere at the dock was thick with anticipation and tension. Shadows loomed under the flickering lights, and the sound of water lapping against the hulls of nearby boats created a haunting backdrop. Catherine, Tony, and Isaac moved stealthily, their eyes scanning the area for any sign of danger.

As they approached the warehouse, the air crackled with a sense of impending chaos. Tony gestured for the team to take positions around the perimeter, while Catherine and Isaac moved closer to the entrance. They could hear voices inside—gruff, low murmurs punctuated by the clatter of crates being unloaded.