Chapter 93

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To get through this door, they needed to swipe two cards. To leave, just one.
“ Countdown: 2 seconds! ”
Beep.
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“Countdown: 1 second!”
The door in front of Theresa slid open at the final second, and everyone sprinted out, drained and gasping for air.
“ Beep –Countdown complete! Self–destruct sequence initiated!”
The heavy door behind Theresa slammed shut.
This time, even with a card, there was no getting back through it.
Thud, thud, thud!
Thud, thud, thud!
The zombies that had caught up slammed into the glass door. Many were still soaked from the water wall, their bodies dripping as they pounded violently on the glass–grotesque and horrifying.
Then, a blast of thick white mist sprayed down from above their heads.
“We need to get out–now,” Lucas panted, barely holding it together. “The first and second basement levels are going to self–destruct!”
At his words, everyone pushed through their fatigue, their limbs shaky but determined to keep moving.
That was when someone noticed a woman lying in the corner.
Her neck was bent a full 180 degrees, her body sprawled stiffly on the floor.
Scattered around her were supplies–lots of them.
Lucas spotted Monica’s body and his expression darkened.
“She’s really dead?”
“I killed her,” Kyle said.
Theresa’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not trying to settle that score now, are you?”
Lucas turned to face her, his voice cold. “Thank you.”
But Theresa caught something in his eyes. This man had changed.
Lucas looked over the supplies Monica had dropped. Along with two pieces of equipment, there were large quantities of food–and a glittering pile of gold bars.
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Each gold bar weighed about 1.1 pounds, and there had to be at least 200 of them.
The most noticeable items were sacks of pasta and flour.
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There were over 100 bags of pasta alone–cach one weighing about 100 pounds–along with a mess of other items that clearly held value.
Altogether, the pile easily filled 80 to 100 cubic feet.
Monica had claimed her storage space only held 35 cubic feet. She’d lied–clearly stuffing her cache with her family’s most valuable goods and food, then underreporting the rest.
The more Lucas looked, the more intense the rage behind his eyes became.
The Waverly family–they deserved to be torn apart.
“Everyone, grab what you can. We’re moving out,” he said, voice sharp.
“Yes, sir!”
Lucas ignored the pasta and had the machines lifted first.
Everyone sprang into action, hauling the equipment into the elevator.
As they filed in, Theresa stepped back with an unusual air of patience.
“I’ll catch the next elevator,” she said, eyeing the maxed–out load. “Don’t want to overload this one. Kyle, help them get everything up.”
“Yes!”
Lucas gave her a long look, silent and unreadable. Theresa smiled, swiped her card, and waved at them as the elevator doors closed.
She looked perfectly polite–like the kindest person in the world.
Once the elevator began rising, her smile widened.
Today is a profitable day. Time to collect the loot!
Everyone else might’ve been out of space–but not Theresa.
She looked at the pile of gold bars and food that had spilled from Monica’s stash and, with a quick motion, stored it all away.
Some people were useless when alive but unexpectedly helpful in death.
Theresa glanced at Monica’s lifeless body, then calmly pulled out her AK–47 and fired two more rounds into her.
Just to be sure.
There. That felt better.
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If one crossed Theresa, not even death would spare one her wrath.
Forgiveness wasn’t in her nature–she repaid every offense a hundredfold.
Once Monica was thoroughly dealt with, Theresa walked to the elevator, pressed the down button, and waited as the doors slid open.
To her surprise, Lucas was inside–coming back down.
“Why are you still here?” she asked.
“I wasn’t going to leave you behind. These two lower levels are going to be destroyed. We need to move,” he said.
“Oh.” Theresa swiped her card and closed the elevator door behind them. “When you say ‘destroyed, do you mean the zombies will be wiped out too?”
Lucas nodded. “The whole area will collapse and be sealed off once the destruction sequence finishes.”
Theresa grew quiet, studying Lucas closely.
Something about him felt… different.
“You’ve got three abilities, don’t you?” she asked.