“What the…?” one of the men in the unit said, looking upwards. The others were just as shocked and amazed. There were twenty-eight men all lying down in a row, all except one of them. DX was hanging upside down from the ceiling. A rope had been tossed over a high beam, and he had been pulled up and fastened to the rear of the truck. The teams searched the area. It was a massive haul that would soon make the evening news. It was a good bust. One that the police commissioner would be getting his best suit pressed for. The only information that would be missing would be that the violent gang of hoodlums had been found neatly gift-wrapped.
From a distance, Steel observed the bust. He watched as the gang members were led into secure vehicles, ready for transport. Ambulances were also present t
