AT:M2P 21

Tentin eased up and away from the boxes without notice, but wouldn’t be able to make it to the railyard without being seen by the crew taking the boxes inside. He slipped into an alley’s alley and found himself a block away from the reserve bank.

It seemed obvious the dolls would be used to smuggle out the sapphires. But the boxes moving into an adjacent building wasn’t something he could really report, considering he wasn’t a Maritharp citizen to start with. He’d have to tell Sirra.

Tentin strolled to the intersection tram stop and wondered how her trip to the lines was turning out. The tram rolled up and stopped, prompting Tentin to ditch the railyard for now. Tram luck, he reflected, was a rare and wonderful thing, not to be squandered.