Chapter 3044
After her words, Cindy turned and quickly jogged away.
Martin watched her departure, his brow furrowing slightly. But he chose not to call out to her. He let out
a sign, took a moment to tidy up, and then slowly made his exit.
The next morning at the port, Patricia and her team were stationed near Warehouse 3, anticipation
hanging in the air.
The individuals who had come to investigate the area the previous day were identified as Everett's
operatives. Having reported back, it was anticipated that Everett would initiate some action. Yet, the
night had unfolded without incident, leaving Patricia to ponder Everett's motives.
"Captain, Nicole is here," someone quietly informed Patricia.
Swiftly turning, Patricia indeed spotted Nicole making her way toward them. She quickly approached to
greet her: "Ms. Riddle, what brings you here today?" "Was everything quiet last night?" Nicole inquired,
her expression marked by a subtle concern.
Patricia had briefed Nicole on the previous night's events, but with no further developments by
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Noticing the team's heightened state of readiness, she deduced that Everett's group had yet to make
their move.
"They haven't made a move yet. We're unsure of their intentions, but I've instructed everyone to remain
on high alert," said Patricia.
Nicole gave a nod of approval. "Alright. Everyone, be careful."
Acknowledging her advice, they all intensified their efforts to stay concealed.
Nicole then led Patricia to a more secluded area for a conversation. "Has there really been no sign of
them since yesterday?" "It's strange, indeed," Patricia admitted, her expression one of concern.
"Do you suspect it might be a trap?" Nicole whispered.
Patricia, with a hint of confusion, shared her thoughts, "I've mulled over the trap theory, but given how
yesterday's encounter with those two was purely coincidental, it doesn't entirely fit if it's a trap. They
weren't there to be discovered by US on purpose." "That does add a layer of complexity," Nicole
acknowledged, her gaze sharpening as she considered the implications. 'It's not a trap if they didn't
intentionally let themselves get caught. But why haven't they made a move yet?' She pondered, the
wheels turning in her mind. If it wasn't for that reason, the only other explanation she could think of was
that Everett planned to sabotage those raw materials.
As the thought crossed her mind, Nicole's expression became more serious. "When is our ship due to
arrive?" "In about half an hour," Patricia responded, her expression suddenly changing. "You mean..."
'Everett must be targeting the cargo on our ship!' Patricia realized, a chill of realization running through
her. 'The goods in the warehouse are too well- protected for Everett's team to directly tamper with.'
It dawned on her that Everett might consider the upcoming shipment a viable target to undermine
Riddle Corporation. After all, choosing a more accessible target would be the more practical approach.
Everything made sense now, and Patricia was hit with a wave of frustration for not seeing this
possibility earlier.
I'll take some people over now," Patricia declared, poised to act.
"Where are you going?" Nicole asked, holding her back.
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"We have motorboats nearby; I'll take a crew to scout the area." Patricia was determined. "If Everett's
forces are indeed preparing an ambush at sea, we might still have time to intercept them. But we need
to move fast, or it could be too late."
After a brief pause, Nicole gave her consent, albeit with a caution, "Then be careful. And remember, if it
gets too dangerous, there's no shame in pulling back."
The possibility of compromising the shipment was serious, but not at the cost of their safety. "We can
always find another way around any issue with the raw materials. I just don't want to see you hurt,"
Nicole added, her concern evident.
Understanding the gravity of Nicole's words, Patricia felt a mix of resolve and gratitude. "Ms. Riddle,
don't worry, I'll be cautious," she reassured, her voice steady, betraying the firmness of her resolve.
"Let's go." Patricia rose with determination, swiftly gathering her team to follow her lead.
As they departed, Nicole watched intently, her gaze sharpening with a mix of concern and resolve,
"Please come back safely."
Once Patricia and her team were on their way, several motorboats darted across the water, heading
toward the anticipated path of the cargo ship, cutting through the sea with urgency.