Julia and I walked back to the port. But as we arrived there were barricades in place. I looked at Julia, she curious. We both came closer to the port gate. There were two guards blocking everyone from entering. I approached the guard. "What happened here?" I asked the guard. "We can't tell you anything. This is an active crime scene please move away" The guard told me off. Julia stepped in. She pulled out her identifications "I'm a reporter." She told the guard. The guard looked at us. He looked back at his partner. He whispered something then he looked at us. "There was a shootout. Five dead, they didn't even had time to shoot back. And there's one ship burning." He told us. "Do you have the name of the ship." I asked. "The Swift…" We both looked at each other. Julia asked t

