The urgent text he received told him exactly what to look for. It was supposed to be a simple job: find and destroy. He certainly had no problem with that. Brad tore open another box. It was more of the same; junk covered with dirt and more junk. He and Ben needed some extra help, but when he heard the motley crew arrive, he wanted to make a quick exit. He would’ve preferred people who weren’t looking for the same thing he was.
“Unless you have some use for moldy plastic cups,” Brad turned to Ben. “I’ll dump this one and the ones I’ve stacked in the corner.”
Ben lifted his mask. “That’s fine. If we weren’t looking for that box, all of this would’ve been done. And I’m getting hungry.”
“Aw stop your whinin’,” Xavier and Larry stood at the top of the stairs. “The real enforcements are here. We’ll have this stuff cleared out in no time!”