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2026-11-13 06:37:06Zomy POV
“I can still protect you. Sign the papers and I’ll forgive everything.”
Lucas’s voice pours through the tiny speaker of my phone, low and slick like spilled oil over kitchen tile. My thumb trembles against the cold plastic casing, pressing the little red dot on the screen that pulses with a steady, clinical rhythm. Recording. Every word he spits out is being saved to three different secure partitions.
“Forgive me?” I whisper ba
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72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress 11
Zomy POV“I can still protect you. Sign the papers and I’ll forgive everything.”Lucas’s voice pours through the tiny speaker of my phone, low and slick like spilled oil over kitchen tile. My thumb trembles against the cold plastic casing, pressing the little red dot on the screen that pulses with a steady, clinical rhythm. Recording. Every word he spits out is being saved to three different secure partitions.“Forgive me?” I whisper back, my voice barely scratching past the raw heat tearing up the back of my throat. “For what, Lucas? For finding out you were liquidating my accounts three days before the frost hit?”“You were hysterical,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his teeth, that effortless, boardroom cruelty that used to make me shrink. “You always panic when the markets shift. I was managing our exposure. And my child’s exposure.”My free hand drops instincti
72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress CHAPTER 10
Zomy POV"Keep your rifle raised and watch that southern corner, Job. Something dragged itself across the perimeter wire less than ten minutes ago."My fingers grip the cold steel of my own pistol as I step out onto the frosty grass of the courtyard, my eyes scanning the dense shadows stretching out from the iron fence line. Job moves up beside me without a single sound, his massive frame radiating pure, coiled tension in the pale pre-dawn light."Blood," Job murmurs, kneeling down by the base of the stone wall and rubbing a dark, frozen smear between his thick fingers. "Fresh. And it's not animal."We follow the trail of smeared crimson and heavy drag marks around the side of the generator shed until we find it—a half-eaten deer carcass torn apart with brutal, frantic violence, surrounded by boot prints that don't belong to either of us."They're not trying to break in yet," I say, my breath pluming into white mist in the cold air as my stomach tightens. "They're testing the fence. P
72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress CHAPTER 9
Zomy POV"Welcome to your new home, Kitty."My arms open wide as the small, dark-haired girl sprints across the cold gravel driveway of the estate, launching herself straight into my chest with a breathless giggle. I catch her effortlessly, spinning her around once before setting her down on the flagstone path, watching her wide, solemn eyes light up as she gazes up at the towering stone facade of the manor.Job steps through the open iron security gates right behind her, slinging a heavy duffel bag over his broad shoulder while his sharp, cautious eyes sweep the tree line."I still say we should have brought more canned goods from the north warehouse," Job rumbles, his voice carrying that familiar, commanding weight that makes my pulse hitch."We have enough supplies stored away to outlast a nuclear winter, Job, and you know it," I reply, straightening my posture as I walk over to meet him by the steps. "The perimeter is locked down, the generator is running at full capacity, and our
72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress CHAPTER 8
Zomy POV"Step into the lion's den with me, David, and let's see how much their bought-and-paid-for judge is really worth."My heels click sharp and steady against the cold marble floor of the county courthouse vestibule as I push through the heavy oak doors, flanked by David clutching his leather briefcase and Job moving silently beside me like a shadow. Across the packed, tense courtroom, Lucas sits at the opposing table wearing an expensive bespoke suit, flanked by Christina, my uncle Arthur, and a high-priced corporate defense attorney who flashes me a sickening, confident smirk."You're making a mockery of the judicial system, Ms. Vance," the defense attorney struts forward as we take our seats, his voice dripping with condescension. "Your own family is here because they are terrified for your mental stability.""Save your breath for the record," I reply, my voice dropping an octave as I lean forward, my gaze locking straight onto Lucas’s pale face. "You're going to need it when
72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress CHAPTER 7
"We don't have thirty-six hours anymore. We have thirty."My hands don't stop moving, my wrench biting hard into the heavy steel bolt I'm driving into the reinforced window shutter of the manor's ground floor. Metal screams against metal, the abrasive sound echoing through the cold, cavernous hallway as Job heists another massive water tank into position by the back pantry."Keep your breathing steady, Zomy," Job's deep, gravelly voice cuts through the clatter of tools. "Panic burns calories you can't afford to waste.""I am not panicking," I snap back, though my heart hammers a frantic, jagged rhythm against my ribs.Upstairs in the guest bedroom, little Kitty is finally fast asleep, her small fingers tightly clutching her battered crayon sketchbook to her chest even in the dark. Every hour we pull closer to the court-ordered injunction hearing, the phantom chill of my past death creeps back into my bones. In my previous life, I died freezing, forgotten, and utterly helpless outside
72 Hours to the Apocalypse: Rebirth of the Heiress CHAPTER 6
Zomy POV"Look at you standing out there all alone with your little toy."My finger taps the live camera feed on the monitor panel, zooming in tight on Lucas's face as he stands by the iron gates with a silver pistol gleaming in the porch light. My heart skips half a beat, but cold, lethal calculation floods my veins right behind it. In my past life, a gun meant instant panic and death; tonight, it just means Lucas is desperate enough to show his true colors on camera."Open the gate, Zomy," Lucas's voice rasps through the outdoor intercom speaker, carrying an oily, mocking sweetness that makes my stomach churn. "I know you're in there alone, playing dress-up in a house you can't even keep. Just let me in, and we can talk about the injunction like civil adults."My thumb presses down on the intercom talk button, my voice steady, ice-cold, and amplified across the front yard. "You are trespassing on private property with an illegal firearm, Lucas. Turn around and leave right now, or I
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