Page 125 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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My stomach tightens.
“Saint,” I say into the comm.
“You seeing this?”
His voice comes through, quieter now.
“Yeah.”
“This isn’t just weapons.”
“No,” he says.
“It never was.”
I step further inside.
Look around.
Take it in.
Tank didn’t just uncover trafficking.
He uncovered something worse.
And they’re already moving it.
I turn back toward the team.
“We shut this down now,” I say.
“No more waiting.”
Because every second we waste here—
Means someone else pays for it.
And I’m done letting that happen.
