Danny took a steadying breath as they approached the warehouse’s entrance, his pulse quickening with every step. Their plan was simple: drop off some fake packages and discreetly survey the place for anything that might confirm this was the scammers’ headquarters. The key was to act natural, keep their heads down, and avoid arousing suspicion.
As they entered the building, the interior matched the rough exterior—dim, cluttered, with the faint smell of mildew hanging in the air. A few individuals sat around a makeshift office, each fixated on a screen, murmuring into headsets and barely glancing up as the two “delivery men” entered.