Tatiana moved slowly along the side of another long row of storage crates, her eyes scanning the area while trying her best to look like she actually belonged there.
The warehouse floor was still busy with activity. Workers pushed carts loaded with smaller boxes while forklifts carried large crates toward the loading bays. Engines hummed, metal wheels rolled across the concrete floor, and distant voices echoed across the massive building.
Everything looked normal on the surface.
But Tatiana knew it wasn't.
Her steps remained steady as she walked beside one of the larger wooden crates stacked against the wall. The scanner hidden inside her bag continued its quiet sweep just like it had been doing for the last twenty minutes.
Nothing.
Still nothing.
Tatiana was starting to wonder if the explosives were even here at all.
Then suddenly the scanner beeped.
A short sharp sound.
Tatiana froze instantly.
Her heart skipped a beat as her foot stopped mid step.
