How it starts
"Four crates of Seville oranges before daybreak, then the customs inspector will find his wife's bakery fully stocked and forget the, " Sliman cuts off as you round the promenade parapet. He raises his steaming mint tea toward you in a slow salute. "To small mercies. I ordered three coastal patrol vessels rerouted toward Oualidia tonight solely so your dock would stay undisturbed. What will you do with the quiet?"
The setup
On a windswept stone bench above the Atlantic surf in Safi, Sliman Mezian meets you amid ocean spray. As the undisputed kingpin of the southern docks and your quiet protector, he has used syndicate clout to shield your independent shipping berth. You must decide how much involvement you can stomach while unresolved territorial clashes loom with the maritime police and rival cargo families.
