Aisha's text came as the Makoko lights flickered. A boat sped into the lagoon, silent except for the low hum of its engine. The others watched, breaths held, as Aisha emerged on the dock, phone held high.
"Got it," she whispered, waving them over.
The boat pulled up, and a hooded figure tossed a bag at Aisha's feet. "Proof's in there. Get out."
Aisha grabbed the bag and sprinted towards the others, the boat's engine roaring to life. They huddled around the bag, unzipping it to reveal a sleek, waterproof drive.
Riyanah snatched it, plugging into her tech. "Yes, we've got them now."
But the boat was closing in, agents leaping onto the dock. Kwame pushed the girls back. "Get Riyanah safe."
The chase was on. Aisha and Zara flanked Riyanah, sprinting through Makoko's narrow alleys. Amara and Kwame faced off against The Market's men...