They drove between the buildings and to what the man at the gate called the back door which had once been known as the loading bay.
"They're all here. Excellent," remarked the man in the suit.
The van stopped and he got out. He pulled a gun from his waistband and pointed it at Michael, motioning him to get out. He winked at him.
"I caught him. He's willing to co-operate," he announced to the men on the loading bay, 15 of them in total.
There were nods of approval from the men. They wanted the box and to harness its power.
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