Khan and Liiza entered the cargo area still hand-in-hand, their glowing eyes joining the dim artificial illumination of that crowded, rearranged space.
Carlos' crew had temporarily relocated the abundant supplies, replacing them with chairs, stools, and other makeshift seats neatly arranged in lines and split into two halves by a path that stretched from the entrance.
The criminal crew occupied the seats on the left, while the rescued women were on the right, both groups standing, awaiting the main guests.
Meanwhile, the central path ended on a makeshift short platform, where Ilman and Tamara stood on opposite edges. Zalpa was between them, sitting behind a bubbling metal cauldron that released occasional wisps of grey smoke.
