~NICO~
Enzo drops a folder on my desk and takes the chair across from me. He’s dressed for work.
“Livorno cleared at dawn,” he says. “Rail transfer moved faster than expected. Customs didn’t even pretend to look.”
“Good,” I reply. “They’re learning.”
He flips another page. “Six containers. Two labeled agricultural equipment. Four industrial coolant units, same breakdown. White bricks sealed in the false tanks. Hardware under the pallets.”
“Route?”
“Sea to rail. Then road. No air, no detours.”
“Anyone touch it?”
“No. Our guys only.”
I nod. “Tell Cruz his dockmasters get paid after the second hand-off. Not before.”
“Already done.”
He closes the folder, then doesn’t move away. That’s how I know there’s more.
“We caught the rat.”
I look up. “Which one?”
“The port clerk in Livorn
