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Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

Emma perused the assortment of tools lining the safe room wall with her bug-out bag in hand.

Cripes, it feels like I’m shopping in a hardware store.

Her fingers brushed the handle of an axe before drawing away and grabbing the hatchet beside it instead. She lifted the sheathed blade free of the pegboard, testing the weight with a practice swing. Satisfied, Emma pulled a roll of duct tape down and secured the handle to the side of the bag.

I just hope this’ll do the job. The rifle’s heavy enough on its own. The last thing I need is unnecessary weight.

Returning to the spot that had held the blowtorch, Emma propped her rifle against the wall and picked up two of the spare fuel canisters. It took a fair bit of jostling to maneuver the containers to a standing position around the bottles of water, spare magazines, and pressure-sealed meals she’d packed. Just in case. A sigh came out as she zipped the bag and hoisted it onto her shoulders.

I guess you finally rubbed off on
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