Shift shook his head. “It doesn’t work that way.”

Damon paused. “Did you discover this before or after you went?”

“After.”

“Shit.”

“Bingo.” Shift scratched his chin. It had been more than a week since he’d shaved. He and Damon were both dressed as longshoremen, and they had adopted a casual approach to grooming in order to fit in better with their surroundings. “Anything going on?”

“Not out there,” Damon replied. “Been all quiet for hours. We got a ping from Steele, though.”

“Yeah? What’d she say?”

“She says she wants us to pay really close attention to what’s going on over there. She wants us to let her know if anything happens.”

Shift scratched his beard a little faster. “Isn’t that why we’re here?”

“Yeah,” Damon said. “But she wants to know as soon as anything happens, like immediately.”

“Weird. She say why?”

Damon shook his head. “But I wouldn’t want to get in her shithouse. She’s a real ballbuster.”

“Speaking of shithouses,” Shift said, “I’m going to put in a call about the head. Then I’m going to go grab a coffee. You want one?”

Damon thought about it for a moment. “Better get the head fixed first.”

Cormack sat at his desk, looking out of the great window toward the harbor. He could feel his stomach turning with each minute. If there was something he could do, he would feel better. The waiting was the worst.

His cell rang and he looked at the caller ID. It was Kit. He answered it and held it up to his ear. “Yeah?” he said.

“What’s our timing?”

“Suarez is in a car. I told Soh he was on the way and he would be dropped off at the warehouse.”

“Did Soh say anything?”

“He said that if anything happened to Suarez, or if he saw any of my men near the warehouse, he would kill my daughter.”

“So keep your men away. I’ve got my men there.”

“Do you trust them, and do they trust you?”

“Better. They’re scared of me.”

Cormack considered that for a moment. “Fear is a powerful management tool. Use it wisely.”

“Will do. Did Soh say anything else?” Steele asked.

“He wanted to know whether I had submitted my resignation to the union yet.”

“What did you say?”

“I said I was still drafting it. That seemed to confuse him, but he made clear that he wasn’t going to release Diamond until I was gone, both from the job and from the city.” Cormack took a deep breath. “Reading between the lines, he really just wants me separated from my people so he can take me out.”

“That’s logical.”

“Call me as soon as your men see anything. If they’re taking him to where Diamond is, they’ll go by boat. I need to know what boat they’re on so I can track them.”