The cavernous interior of Cargo Hold Four was a subterranean labyrinth of steel bulkheads, heavy hydraulic piping, and towering stacks of refrigerated containers that hummed with a deep, vibrating drone. The air was chilled to a freezing mist, smelling of hydraulic fluid, ocean salt, and industrial freon. Luca and Sofia descended the steep metal catwalk stairs, flanked by four Moretti assault troopers whose rifle-mounted flashlights cut through the swirling fog…
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