It seemed too quiet to be the base of an active scam operation, but that only confirmed their suspicions: the scammers were using this remote spot as a front. Danny clenched his fists, feeling a surge of both excitement and apprehension.
“So, that’s it. That’s where they’re hiding,” he murmured, looking at the image of the warehouse Alex had pulled up on his screen. The quiet rage he’d been carrying for days simmered beneath his calm facade, but he focused on the task at hand. “We need a plan. Something they won’t see coming.”