Around back

The coast seemed clear, the street seemed dead, it was time to get a closer look.

The alleyway behind Black Bull Shipping was poorly lit and choked with trash. To one side was the eight foot tall, barbed wire capped brick wall surrounding the companies yard. To the other was a series of old commercial buildings. Upon seeing what she had to work with Hannah had decided to focus on the buildings. It didn't take her long to find one that was dilapidated. In fact, it seemed that most of the buildings immediately around Black Bull Shipping were long abandoned. Some had obviously been used as **** dens or homeless camps, but on that night all were empty. It wasn't hard for the reporter to reach a rooftop.

From her vantage point she could see over the wall of the shipping company and once again the shutter of her camera began to dance. A garage door was open and the front of one of the vans could be seen poking out from inside. Hannah couldn't tell what was being loaded or unloaded, she wasn't sure where the second van was and only two men were visible in the yard. It was a weird situation, but there was still no story. Again she found herself in need of more information.

Her vantage point was only a single story building and the alley between it and the shipping yard was pretty narrow.

Hannah weighed her options.