Someone's been down here recently.
The rust has been disturbed around the corners.
It just goes to prove that Angelica's intel is right and we might actually have a shot at this.
"Here it is," I grunt, looking up at the boys. "Watch the hall."
My order goes without saying, but I give it for my own reassurance.
The last thing I want is to be kneeling with my head down while someone walks up on me.
I kneel and examine the grate more closely.
There are fresh scrape marks on the concrete.
Someone pried this open within the past few weeks.
I pull a small flashlight from my pocket and shine it through the gaps in the metalwork.
Below is a ladder descending into darkness.
Rico kneels beside me while glancing up the hallway every few seconds.. "Looks accessible."
"Too accessible. Someone's using this regularly."
It's a knock against us.
If we plan to make a move while the tunnel’s in use, we could end up in a total loss situation.
I won't put my men in harm's way on purpose.
"Anything?" I ask Marco, and he looks down at me from where he watches up the hall.
"You're still clear, Boss," he grunts, and I decide to try it.
I open the bag of tools and pull out the crowbar I brought along, finagling it into the wisp of a crack between metal and cement.
To my surprise, it opens too easily.
It's just set here in place, not even held down by anything.
"Christ," I hiss when I lift it, exposing my worst nightmare.
A pinhole camera mounted high on the wall near the ceiling of the tunnel flashes red.
The lens is aimed directly at the darkness, and I know it's using infrared.
The device is small and modern, not something left over from six years ago.
This means we won't just need movers for the shipment.
We'll need a tech crew to hack the camera or we'll be caught instantly.
"There," I say quietly. "Camera. Upper left corner."
Rico follows my gaze. "Antonelli's monitoring this."
"Or someone who works for him. Either way, we are being watched."
