Adem's Warehouse

Before long, Darjan arrived with his fleet of six vehicles, positioning them in an orderly row.

The sight of seven cars lined up before me surrounded by trees and a rocky path instilled a sense of accomplishment, a tangible symbol of my burgeoning enterprise, despite the absence of luxury vehicles.

As Eman popped the trunk, revealing the cache of Ecstasy bags, the eager anticipation reflected in the eyes of my men, fueling their excitement and determination.

"Holy fucking shittt!!" echoed through the air, each word punctuated by the thrill of the moment. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they beheld the sight before them: the entire trunk, overflowing with plastic bags brimming with ecstasy pills.