Wolfless? No! Call Me Alpha Commander! novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478 The Hidden Compartment

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Shirley’s hands were forced onto the steering wheel before she even had time to process what was happening. Thora had already used the car as cover, leaping from the taxi’s hood onto the cargo truck ahead.

Their position fell perfectly within the truck’s rearview mirror blind spot, so no one in the cab noticed at thing.

Shirley, meanwhile, was a complete wreck. Her hands trembled nonstop, her pretty little face scrunched up in distress, lips quivering as she whimpered, “Who am I Where am I? Thora… how do I drive this thing?”

She was crying the whole time, and yet somehow her hands kept the wheel steady, the car rolling forward at its previous speed as if on autopilot.

Only then did she understand what Thora had meant by “you’re about to learn.”

But could someone please tell her how to hit the brakes

After landing on the truck, a flash of blue light passed through Thora’s eyes as she activated her telekinesis ability. The lock on the cargo hold popped open on its own instantly.

She quietly pulled the cargo door open, slipped inside; and shut it behind her.

The hold was pitch black. The truck’s cab and cargo con partment were completely separated by design, allowing for easy container swaps during transit. Because of this, the people in the cab had no idea anyone had gotten in.

The hold was stacked with crate af

after crate of cargo, their contents impossible to make out in the dark.

Every box was sealed tight. Forcing one open would only invite unnecessary trouble.

Thora drew the combat knife from her belt, slid the blade gently into one of the crates, then pulled it out just as quickly.

She studied the residue clinging to the blade, dabbed a bit onto her fingertip, and brought it to her nose.

Rare raw materials.

And she remembered clearly-this particular material was only sourced from the Golden Triad regio the open market, it was worth a fortune.

If this entire truckload was filled with the stuff, it would be enough to set an ordinary person up for tw lifetimes.

She moved to the other crates, puncturing each one with her knife. Nearly all of them contained the sam precious material.

Had she been wrong? Was this really just a standard Hawthorne transport vehicle with no connection to the counterfeit syndicate at all?

Doubt crept into Thora’s mind as she moved deeper in the hold.

Suddenly, her foot struck something hard. She crouched down and felt around, discovering a concealed

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compartment built into the floor of the cargo hold.

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She pried it open and hit the searchlight on her watch. The instant the beam cut through the darkness, her expression turned stone cold. The hidden compartmen was packed to the brim with cash.

A rough estimate puts the total at a minimum of several billion dollars.

Thora pulled out a single bill and pinched it between her fingers. The texture told her everything she needed to know-counterfeit, just as she’d suspected.

If this shipment made it out and flooded into circulation across the globe, the damage to the world’s financial systems would be catastrophic.

Based on what she knew of the Hawthornes’ methods, they would normally just fly something like this out on their own private aircraft. The fact that they’d gone through the trouble of hiding it in a transport truck like this was a glaring red flag.

Thora’s conclusion was immediate-the Hawthornes knew the counterfeit syndicate was under surveillance. They’d likely figured out that the Golden Triad itself had fallen within a monitoring net, which was why they were scrambling to move the fake bills out, burying them beneath legitimate cargo as a smokescreen.

Thora’s brow furrowed.

This also confirmed something else-the Hawthornes and the counterfeit syndicate were nothing more than partners of convenience, bound together by profit

If the one running the syndicate had been Elliot, he never would have done something this sloppy. To the counterfeit operation, the money itself was worthless. Only the clients cared about the finished product.

Thora mulled it over for a moment, then quickly sent a message to Luke before turning her full attention to tracking the truck’s route.

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