Rohit tapped the screen and the camera feed started. This one was deliberately taken by Harsha at night.
The video showed a van. Its door opened and lines of crates were placed in a stack. A man's voice came through.
"Two hundred fifty kilos. Cocaine. Record this properly. Send it to the group. Delivery completed."
Harsha's voice appeared next. "Wait, we don't have enough space in storage room. Maybe we can shift that to the warehouse."
The man scoffed., "That's your problem. My job was delivery."
Harsha threatened, "Then I will let it rot here in the open and share the video to the group."
The camera angle shifted to the man in his thirties. He immediately tried to hide his face. "Fuck man, I won't be doing any delivery for free."
"Now you are talking," Harsha said.
Harsha's voice came without showing himself, but he pointed toward the shadow. "I am going to pay for the delivery, Chota Sheth. Make sure to reimburse that in my account."
The video ended.
