The spotlight blinded the entire deck.
Rain turned silver beneath the harsh white beam while the black military vessel cut through the harbor like something dragged out of a war zone.
Nobody moved.
Nobody breathed.
Then the voice thundered across the water again.
"THIS IS A FEDERAL OPERATION. ALL PERSONNEL DROP YOUR WEAPONS IMMEDIATELY."
Theo blinked slowly.
"…Well."
Allison looked at him. "Well what?"
"That's new."
Dorian Kreel had stopped smiling.
And that—
That was the first genuinely terrifying thing Allison had seen all night.
Because up until now, Dorian moved like a man ten steps ahead of everyone else.
But this?
This he hadn't expected.
The massive military ship drifted alongside the cargo vessel with terrifying precision while armed tactical teams lined the rails dressed in black combat gear.
No insignias.
No visible branch markings.
Nothing identifiable.
Anthony stared in horror.
"Who the hell are those people?"
Theo's expression darkened slightly.
