CHAPTER 306

The convoy of Harte Boer trucks rumbled down the highway, with their engines growling in the daytime.

Each truck was like a giant fortress on wheels, loaded with heavy barrels of the verdant essence, the precious green liquid that everyone wanted.

The convoy moved quickly, their headlights shone brightly, as they raced against time.

Inside the lead truck, the leader of the group, Lars Van Der Meer, held a phone to his ear.

His voice was rough but excited as he talked to Daniel Skoloß, the man organizing the secret auction.

"Mr Skoloß, we're making good time," Lars said, looking at the GPS on his dashboard. "We'll be at the meeting place within the hour. The barrels are safe."

Mr Skoloß voice on the other end was calm and smart. "Great, Lars. This verdant essence will make us a lot of money. The buyers are ready and really want it."

Lars smiled. "I've seen the numbers. This load could bring in billions. Everyone wants verdant essence, especially since it's harder to get."

Mr Skoloß