MISTAKE 83

Chapter 83: Abduction

"Boss, you sure about this?" Tony, his right-hand man, asked as he exited the passenger side. Mathias nodded, his face a mask of cool confidence. "It's just a simple pickup, Tony. In and out." "Yeah, but the docks at night? Feels like we're asking for trouble," Tony muttered, adjusting

his holster.

"Relax," Mathias said, clapping Tony on the shoulder. "That's why I brought you and the boys Speaking of which, where are they?"

As if on cue, two more SUVS pulled up, noddedapprovingly.

and six men in dark suits emerged. Mathias

"Alright, listen up," he addressed the group. "We're here to pick up a package. Simple job. But keep your eyes open. Anything looks off; you sing out. Got it?"

A chorus of "Yes, boss" echoed through the night air.

Mathias checked his watch. "They should be here any minute. Spread out, keep a lookout.

The men dispersed, taking up positions around the meeting point. Mathias leaned against a shipping container, trying to look casual despite the tension in his shoulders. Minutes ticked by. The only sounds were the lapping of waves against the dock and the distant hum of the city.

"Boss," Tony's voice came through on the earpiece. "Got movement at two o'clock. Looks like

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Mathias straightened up, spotting three figures approaching through the maze of containers. "I see them. Everyone stay sharp."

As the figures drew closer, Mathias put on his most charming smile. "Gentlemen, right on

time."

The lead man, a burly fellow with a thick beard, grunted in response. "You Reeds?"

"The one and only," Mathias replied smoothly. "I believe you have something for me."

Bearded Man nodded to one of his companions, who stepped forward with a small, nondescript package.

Bearded

raised an eyebrow but maintained his smile. "Of course. Tony, if you

approached with a briefcase, opening it to reveal neatly stacked bills. Bearded Man's eyes gleamed in

to take place, a shout rang out

the docks erupted into chaos. Gunfire split the night air, bullets pinging off

Mathias yelled, diving for cover behind a nearby crate.

and both Mathias's men and the delivery group scattered, seeking shelter and returning

over the din. "Where are

behind a forklift. "These aren't just

his breath. This was supposed to be a simple job. How had it

wrong?

He ordered into his

out from his cover, squeezing

down here!" came a panicked

position!" Matthias shouted back. "We'll find a way

confidence wavering. These attackers were good-too good. And they seemed to have the docks

replied, the strain evident in

Very bad "Fall back to the tanker!" he

retreat, laying down cover fire as they moved towards a large fuel tanker parked nearby. Mathias brought up the rear, his heart

the tanker, a bullet grazed Mathias's arm, tearing through his expensive suit.

you hit?" Tony asked, concern etched on his

pressing his back against the tanker. "Just

precise. Mathias could hear shouted orders and the sound

longer," Joey

at his men, their faces pale in the dim light. He had led them into

Matthias stared at it

noticing the phone.

it was backup. Maybe it was a way out. He had to take

Tony, then pressed the

calm voice came

voice was unfamiliar, but something about its tone sent a chill down his spine. "Who

Daniel Shaw," the voice

blood

name he'd just heard. Daniel Shaw. His mind reeled with the

your doing? Are you the one attacking?" Mathias demanded, his voice barely audible over the gunfire. Daniel's low chuckle crackled through the phone. "No, Mathias.

calling at this very moment

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