C53 Chapter 53: Dontrell’s POV: Cold Calculations.

“How long has he been coming?” I asked, my voice low and firm, turning away from the row of CCTV screens. The space I stood in was well-furnished but eerily quiet—an expensive building tucked into the heart of my dock. From the outside, it seemed typical: shipping containers, the distant hum of water, and workers moving cargo. But beneath it all? Secrets—hidden vaults of cash