The warehouse was finally quiet. The workers were gone and the tables cleared ready for the next day. Next to the remodelled shipping container wooden pallets were loaded with large, sealed cardboard boxes. Bradley stood outside his office with a well-earned scotch. Things were falling into place and for the first time in weeks, the cloud was lifting off the horizon.
Abel came in through the passenger door, a duffle bag slung over a shoulder. ‘You’re still here, boss?’
‘Want a drink?’
‘Thanks, no. I want to double check the container.’ He dropped the bag at his feet when he joined Bradley. ‘So this is finally happening.’
‘Signed the paperwork with the transport company. Hated giving them the money guarantee but if this works out…’
With a rare smile, Abel nodded. ‘It will work out. Thi
