“s**t,” Kinard, the club medic, muttered, shaking his head. “Where from?”
“One of the ‘stans. I don’t remember which one.”
“You recall his name?”
Watt shook his head. “He’s relatively new to the list, so no. If he was one we’ve been watching for a while I could tell you.”
They discussed options for a while, then settled on keeping a guard on the packages and keeping them on lock down for the time being, while they reached out to see how this should be handled. It wasn’t entirely out of protocol, the usually locked down shipments for a period of time, and guarded them, but given who they had, they decided to double the guard, just to be safe, while they waited.
Tuck called an end to the meeting, Gizmo unlocked the door and the brothers started to trickle out. Sadist turned to Tuck.
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