Chapter 10 – Face to Face with The Snake
Chapter 10 – Face to Face with The Snake Karen followed Cormac through a series of dimly lit alleys behind The Harp & Crown. Neon signs flickered overhead, their electric hum blending with the distant throb of container cranes along the river. Finally, they reached a reinforced steel door guarded by two silent men in tactical black. Cormac typed a code into the keypad. The lock hissed open, and they stepped into a wide basement room lit by harsh strip lights. It smelled of bleach, sweat, and stale air. Along the far wall, a long wooden table stood covered in paper manifests, tablet screens, and biometric readers. At the centre sat Connor “The Snake” Devane . He was shorter than Karen expected, but thickset, his bald head gleaming under the lights. Gold chains weighed down his thick neck, and his cold, pale grey eyes tracked her with reptilian detachment. He sat back in a leather chair, tattoos crawling up his forearms like twisted vines. Beside him stood a slim Indian man...