Mag-log inCola lunged at Irene and Camila again, snarling and blocking their escape.Soldiers regularly patrolled the administrative building, but the confrontation unfolded so quickly that a crowd filled the trading hall before they arrived.They ordered the onlookers to move back and approached with their weapons ready. "What's going on here?"Camila was still reeling from the beating, but seeing the soldiers brought her back to her senses.Nicole knew about the hit. Even without proof, her accusation would be enough to get the military asking questions.The Cyclone Crew was useless. Those men would crack the moment the soldiers started questioning them. And if Arthur learned Nicole was his daughter, he could have Camila dealt with on a single order.Nicole's ruthlessness finally scared some sense into her. Hiring those idiots in a fit of anger was a terrible mistake. Just imagining Arthur staring her down made her shiver.She couldn't let him hear Nicole's side. Nicole had to die befor
Nicole held the radio in one hand, her cold gaze fixed on Camila and Irene. "Yeah. I do."Arthur sounded glad to hear from her. "Go ahead. I'm listening.""Your precious daughter hired scavengers to kill me. Unfortunately for her, I survived. I have witnesses and evidence. You'd better get down here, because I can't promise your wife and daughter will still be alive when you arrive."Arthur went quiet for a moment, then recovered. "If that's true, I'll make sure they're held accountable. Just don't do anything rash.""I don't want justice. I want revenge."Nicole ended the call and walked straight toward Camila.Camila knew exactly why she was coming. She grabbed Irene and tried to run, but Cola lunged at them, baring his teeth.Camila screamed and stumbled backward. Before she could catch herself, Nicole seized her by the hair and slammed her face into the glass door.The base manufactured its own glass. With so many valuable supplies stored in the trading hall, every glass pa
Nicole blinked. "Wait. Camila's father is Arthur Hunt?"Amy stared at her. "You know Commander Hunt?"Nicole ignored the question. "And Irene is his wife?""Keep your voice down. You can't go around calling the base commander Arthur like you're old friends."Nicole went quiet for a moment, then laughed. Irene really was something!Her late husband, Ben Clark, was a calculating businessman who never did anything unless it benefited him. He wouldn't have raised another man's child. Camila was his daughter, yet somehow Irene convinced people she was Arthur's.But Arthur didn't become a commander by being gullible.Nicole remembered the odd things he said during their recent conversation.Now, they made sense.There was apparently no line Irene wouldn't cross. She didn't have a conscience.Nicole wasn't sure what to feel. It wasn't happiness or anger, and she couldn't untangle the rest."Camila."While Nicole was still trying to make sense of it all, Irene walked into the tra
Zeph reached into Craig's pocket and pulled out a pen. Sure enough, it had a built-in recorder.Nicole played the recording several times. At first, she didn't recognize the woman's voice.But ever since Jet mentioned someone hired them, she suspected one person.With that person in mind, the voice began to sound familiar.Zeph had a better ear for voices. He said the woman deliberately changed hers and even spoke with something in her mouth to distort it.She clearly went to a lot of trouble to keep anyone from recognizing her."It's Camila," Zeph said.Nicole agreed. After so much time together, they often reached the same conclusions. Besides, she couldn't think of anyone else at the base who had a problem with her.The surprise was Camila's claim to powerful connections. Apparently, someone in her family ranked pretty high.Nicole couldn't imagine how someone like Camila had that kind of pull.The military base had better equipment for monitoring disasters, but that wasn'
Craig clenched his teeth against the pain, his eyes wide with fear. "If I tell you, will you let me go?""Depends on what you tell me." Nicole pressed her gun to his forehead. "Or keep your mouth shut, and we can end this now."His jaw tightened. He said nothing.Nicole didn't bother trying to beat the answer out of him. She tried a different approach."How about this? Tell me who hired you, and I'll tell you what happened to your men."So she was responsible.Craig struggled beneath her foot. "What did you do to them?"Nicole smiled, then shot him in the thigh again. "I used to be a surgeon. I know where to aim if I want to keep you alive. We can keep going. Your choice."She was in control, and she wasn't about to let him bargain with her.She fired twice more.Craig's screams echoed through the mountains. No one came.He had never dealt with anyone like her. He couldn't predict what she would do next."I'll talk! I'll talk!"The pain was so bad that death almost seemed
Nicole didn't linger. She drove the truck away under cover of darkness.At Mount Cedar, she put both truckloads of coal into her storage space. Then she used the ether-soaked cloth on the captives again, hoping to keep them unconscious until the next day's meeting.Zeph tied and gagged them, then hid them among the rocks.The four of them found a secluded spot, pitched their tent, and settled comfortably under the blankets. They woke a little after 7 a.m. and had a quick breakfast in the cool mountain air.Shortly after ten, Poppy called from her lookout spot. "Nicole, they're here."Two battered SUVs bounced up the rough road toward Mount Cedar.Nicole, Zeph, and Poppy took their positions with their sniper rifles. Cola couldn't use a gun, so he paced in restless circles.More than ten minutes later, the SUVs stopped at the foot of the mountain. The men from the night before climbed out with about eight others.Nicole recognized two of them from the base. They were always look
After paying the deposit, Nicole drove straight to the largest outdoor gear store downtown.The outdoor gear market was fiercely competitive. The store was in full clearance mode, shutting down with brutal discounts. Some items were marked down to 20% of the original price.Perfect timing.Nicole
"Ah!"Nicole Floyd jolted upright in bed, gasping. Sweat streamed down her forehead, her eyes unfocused and hollow.The sight in front of her cut through the haze in her mind.This was her old apartment, the one from before the apocalypse.Ding, ding…Text alerts kept chiming. She grabbed her p
Nicole didn't hesitate. She blocked Edward right away.Less than a minute later, her phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar number.She didn't need to guess; this was Edward's classmate or one of his friends.Given a second chance at life, Nicole had zero interest in being taken for a fool. She w
Nicole never expected the new resident of 1801 to be the same young man who had helped her at the courier station.He looked mildly surprised, too. He nodded once at her, then went back to work.Up close, he was striking in a cold, sharp way. He was tall and lean, with broad shoulders and clean li