Aiden drove out with four men in the car with him. They headed to a warehouse storage facility nearby. From the outside, it appeared nondescript, blending seamlessly into the industrial surroundings. Inside, however, it was equipped with modern high-tech equipment on one side of the building, while the other side housed a small locker brimming with weapons. At the end of the room, in the left corner, hung a collection of Japanese swords, each one polished to a mirror finish, gleaming without a speck of dust, a stark contrast to the utilitarian look of the rest of the facility.
Aiden walked briskly to the man sitting in front of a bank of screens, their flickering light casting an eerie glow across the room. "Did you find them?" he asked.
