Two hours later they were heading south on the motorway with Gerry on the Harley and Jan in her 4x4, trying to keep up. They turned onto a large, busy industrial estate and pulled up outside a windowless warehouse that bore the name A-B Global Distribution & Storage. Gerry opened the loading bay doors with a hand-held remote and they drove in.
As he locked the doors Jan grabbed the camera and laptop from the car. She looked around at the building"s cavernous interior. Miscellaneous merchandise, in boxes and crates, was stacked high on steel racks and wooden pallets. Some of the goods were arranged in units, shrink-wrapped in heavy-duty polythene.
"What is this place?"
He smiled. "It"s exactly what it says it is: a storage and distribution facility. Goods are shipped all over the world.
