Once through, I kept to the shadows of the shipping containers.

The snow was nearly knee-deep here, making every step an effort.

I could hear the low rumble of the yacht’s engines now.

It was a deep, throbbing vibration that I felt in my chest.

The *Aegis* was a massive vessel, its white hull gleaming under the harbor floodlights.

I crept along the edge of the dock, hiding behind a row of steel drums.

I could hear the mercenaries talking on the radio.

“We’re on schedule,” a voice said. “The fuel delivery is complete.”

“What about the cargo?” another asked.

“All loaded. We’re just waiting on the final clearance from Kane’s office.”

I pressed closer to the ground.

The harbor security was tight, but they were focused on the main gate.

They didn’t expect anyone to come from the water side in a blizzard.

I reached the base of the gangway, staying in the shadow of the hull.

The water of the harbor was black and choked with chunks of ice.

If I fell in, the cold would kill me in minutes.