Joel shook his head like it was a shame. “I’ve tried to fast track the project, but I’m just an intern, so they don’t really listen to me. Did your scanners fail?”
Malloy’s face turned dark, like he’d slipped back to that day. “They were tricked. The shipping containers and crates were shielded with something. It blocked the scanners from getting an accurate reading of the contents.”
“Smugglers? They often try to route illicit cargo through legitimate shipping channels. Launder it, if you will.” Binging the last two seasons of that procedural cop drama were really paying off for Joel right now. “Hope it didn’t cause too many problems for you.”
Malloy grunted. Then he laughed to himself, like he suddenly got the joke someone played on him. “It caused a few.”
To Joel’s dismay, Malloy was
