A relatively new barge sailed into the docks of Catania at 3 a.m...
The dock management staff at Catania seemed oblivious to the ship, as all the customs people were 'asleep'.
A few dock workers drove over with forklifts the moment the ship docked, and after receiving a handful of bribes, they also went off to sleep.
The person in charge of the transport was someone sent from Tubruq, an old man with slightly puckered lips stood on the deck looking at the quiet dock, while instructing the crew to unload the cargo onto the dock, he pulled out a satellite phone...
"The goods have arrived!"
After hanging up the phone, the old man took out a flashlight and signaled in several directions on the dock.
He nodded in satisfaction only when a convoy slowly drove out of the darkness to the edge of the dock...
He took out a box of tobacco, pinched off a bit and chewed it.
