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CHAPTER 8: THE PRICE OF DUST
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90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 17: THE CAGE OF EIGHT O'CLOCK
The digital alarm clock on my bedside table glowed with a sharp red light: 07:45 AM.I sat propped up against the pillows of my bed, wearing a pale blue house robe that swallowed my thin, trembling frame. My scraped palms were wrapped loosely in sterile gauze, and my left heel throbbed beneath a fresh white bandage. The air in the bedroom was heavy, stagnant, and stifling, smelling faintly of old dust and the lingering, sweet residue of Clara’s jasmine perfume that had clung to the hallway hours earlier.I wasn't running anywhere. I hadn't packed a suitcase. I hadn't called for an escape transport, nor had I slipped out into the dawn.I was right here, exactly where Julian, Beatrice, and Judge Victor expected me to be: trapped, defeated, and utterly at their mercy.Downstairs in the main lobby, the two uniformed sheriff’s deputies were still stationed by the security turnstiles, ensuring I couldn't leave the building even if my broken heel would allow it. Upstairs, the receiversh
90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 16: THE PERFUME AND THE PLOY
The heavy grandfather clock in the corner of my apartment ticked past 2:30 AM, its steady cadence the only sound in the suffocating darkness.The heat inside the living room was absolute, stagnant, and thick, clinging to my damp skin like a damp cloth. My body ached with a deep, bone-weary exhaustion. My scraped palms stung with every pulse of my heart, the torn skin on my heel throbbed under its blood-crust bandage, and my right shoulder felt stiff where the heavy oak door had struck me hours earlier.I lay on the velvet couch, staring up at the shadow-draped ceiling.The satellite phone was tucked safely back inside its hidden lining. Vance had promised a helicopter at four in the morning, but as the minutes dragged on, the sheer weight of my situation pressing down on me felt like an anvil on my chest.Judge Victor’s deputies were stationed in the lobby thirty floors below. The receivership papers were signed. My primary accounts held a pathetic hundred and forty-two dollars.
90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 15: THE BREAKING POINT AT THE DOOR
The ringing finally stopped at 1:15 AM, leaving the dark penthouse in an oppressive, ringing silence.I didn't move from my spot beside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. My legs felt like hollow lead pipes, and my left foot had long past the sharp stage of pain—it was now a dull, hot, throb that radiated all the way up to my lower back. I stood there staring at the city lights, watching the distant neon signs flicker on and off as the power grid struggled against the unrelenting 102-degree night heat.Then, the private elevator chimed down the hall.The sharp, metallic DING cut through the quiet apartment like a gunshot.My whole body recoiled. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I couldn't catch my breath, my lungs hitching in dry, silent gasps.Heavy, furious footsteps echoed down the private marble corridor outside my front door. It wasn't just one person—it was three.BANG! BANG! BANG!The heavy wooden double doors shook violently in their frame as a fist slammed ag
90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 14: THE MIDNIGHT CALL AT THE GATE
By 11:30 PM, the heat had transformed into a heavy, suffocating blanket that pressed down on the city like iron. The air smelled faintly of ozone and burning rubber—the local power station three miles away was struggling under the relentless strain of millions of air conditioners running at max capacity.I sat in the dark living room of my penthouse, curled into a tight ball on the edge of the velvet sofa.The room was pitch-black except for the flickering blue light of the television. On the screen, a local news reporter stood outside a darkened electrical substation, shouting over the roar of backup generators:"...rolling blackouts have now officially reached the high-density residential towers in the eastern district. State officials are urging residents to remain calm as emergency repair crews attempt to stabilize the main grid..."I didn't turn on the lamps. I pulled my knees into my chest, resting my chin against my silk sweater.My left foot throbbed with a rhythmic, bur
90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 13: THE THREADS OF ANXIETY
The glass-and-steel monolith of Vance-Vanguard Capital hovered over downtown like a black knife cutting through the thick, amber haze of the sunset. By 6:00 PM, the city’s heat had not softened; it had merely settled into a dense, stifling humidity that smelled of burnt insulation and overheating air conditioning units.I parked my SUV in the visitor bay of the firm’s executive annex, my hands slipping against the leather steering wheel from sweat and dust.Getting out of the vehicle was an ordeal in itself. My left ankle was weak, the skin on my left heel shredded down to the raw layer, making every step down onto the concrete feel as though I were stepping directly onto sharp glass. On top of that, both of my palms were scraped and stinging from where Julian had yanked me onto the asphalt earlier. Raw pink flesh showed around the heels of my hands, lightly smudged with road dirt.I pulled my long silk cardigan down over my wrists to hide the compression bandage, wiped my dirty p
90 Days Before The Apocalypse I Chose Revenge CHAPTER 12: THE CONFRONTATION AT THE GATES
I didn't make it to the logistics warehouse.Before I could even reach the freeway on-ramp, my primary phone vibrated relentlessly in my purse—twenty-four missed calls from Julian, twelve from Beatrice, and five from Judge Victor’s clerk.Then my car’s rear display flashed red. A sleek black Benz was tailgating my bumper, its high beams flashing aggressively against my rearview mirror in the bright afternoon glare.My heart plunged into my throat.The black Benz pulled up abruptly alongside my SUV at the next traffic light, cutting sharply across my lane and forcing me to slam on my brakes. My seatbelt locked painfully across my chest, digging right into my collarbone, and my damaged heel smashed against the brake pedal, sending a blinding wave of agony straight up my leg.I sat frozen in the driver's seat, gasping for air, as the door of the Benz swung open.Julian stepped out. His expensive suit jacket was off, his tie loosened, his hair disheveled, and his face twisted into
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