Page 52 of Dark King Daddy

Three clients had requested immediate transfer to independent carriers.

Not next month. Not after current contracts expired.

Immediately.

All three used Orlov waterfront access and Sokolov distribution routes.

I turned the page.

Two insurance brokers had requested revised security plans before covering additional shared cargo.

The attack had been over for less than two hours.

Fear moved faster than fire.

“There’s more,” Anton said.

A second report appeared on the table.

“Sokolov drivers at Maspeth are refusing Orlov loads,” Daniil said after reading it.

His voice stayed level.

That made the words worse.

“How many?” I asked.

“Eleven so far,” Nikita said. “The number will rise when the footage spreads.”

Anton looked at Daniil. “Why are they refusing?”

“They believe the route was deliberately exposed.”

“By us?”

“Some do.”

Uncle Kostya swore under his breath.

Daniil set the report down.

“Every scheduled route continues.”

No one spoke.

He looked at Nikita. “Drivers who refuse are replaced.”

“That could be most of a shift,” Nikita said.

“Then we bring men from other yards.”

“And if they refuse?”

“They won’t.”

Nikita’s brows lifted slightly.

Daniil turned to Anton. “No Orlov cargo is pulled.”