The door clicked shut behind James, leaving Arslan alone inside the Warehouse that he was staying for a long time now, even he himself started to think to put a bed in here for himself from the amount of time he spent inside this place.
Arslan walked over to where the two pallets were. The cases at the battery at the front were wide open, showing the remaining eighty something bricks of pure cocaine staying there untouched.
"This shit needs to move as soon as possible," he said knowing it could cause headache for him if the next shipment time came with him setting on mountains of dope he couldn't move
The previous time he wasn't able to move everything as Vito managed to take down his stash house and the war prevented them from selling properly. This time he was determined to move everything he had completely and gain as much profit as he could from it.
