C95 The Human Debt must be Repaid

"Everything set?"

"Boss, it's all loaded up. Just waiting on your word."

At warehouse number twelve, a man with a dark complexion took the initiative to light a cigarette for his tattoo-faced colleague.

"Yeah, it's about that time. Let's get moving," the tattooed man checked his phone for the time and nodded in approval.

"So, where are we headed?"

Out of the blue