"We've checked the containers. All four of them have arms and drugs hidden in a mountain of bananas. They're mostly drugs, though," Primo announced as soon as he entered the office — which was also a container designed as an office. "There's a sighting of a ship making its way in here, just as what he said."
Primo stood several feet from the couch where Hera was idling. Next to her was the tied-up 'middleman' on the floor, waiting to be sentenced. The middle man slowly shifted his shaky eyes to Hera, who was busy reading the documents she got from the man's secret compartment.
"How about the fifth container?" Hera snapped her eyes up to Primo. "Did you find it?"
"Fifth container?" Primo furrowed his brows. "This guy only said there's only four."