***Austin***
"We have a worrying problem," I say to the circle of people I have called to the cabin which includes Ella, Ollie, Amoya, Dean who is a beta that oversees the Gammas and Elon who oversees the hand to hand combat training.
"This meeting have anything to do with the morons across the bay per chance?" Ollie asks.
I nod.
"Back in January there were several large cargo containers that somehow got across from one of the local ports and over to the island via lorries on one of the normal passenger ferries-"
"What? How? They don't carry cargo," Elon interjects.
"Exactly. Normally this wouldn't happen. Unless they were hoodwinked somehow. We had no idea what was inside those containers but we figured it had something to do with Blackwater Eclipse," I explain, pouring myself some
