I Hope You Burn
Mark pretended to gasp for air twice before looking weakly at Janine.
“Janine, Will knows I have claustrophobia, so why did he design a shelter without a single window? He took so much money from the O’Connor family. Is this how he does things?”
Janine’s eyes darkened as they met mine. Then, she gave the order. “Smash this place.”
My body stiffened, but this time, I didn’t stop them. I watched with my own eyes as she destroyed the only true refuge that would have survived the coming apocalyptic heatwave.