Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 28

Of course, the entitled residents of Highland Heights only had the balls to complain because the military had actually sent a heavily armed tactical squad to clear the roaming Undead out of their gated complex that morning.

Everyone in the high–end development was convinced the nightmare was over. They genuinely thought that as soon as the Undead were swept from the manicured lawns, the government would step in, restore power, and the world would simply reset to the comfortable, privileged way it used to be

Which meant their pre–apocalyptic, arrogant entitlement was back in full, insufferable swing.

Right on cue, a loud, obnoxious knock pounded on the heavy oak door. Someone came looking for trouble. They were absolutely sick of the constant banging and screaming coming from Josie’s unit, and they decided to show up and start some self–righteous sht.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

‘Arthur? Sylvia? Are you guys home?!” a shrill, nasal voice demanded from the hallway. “What on earth is with all the banging every single day?! Is your daughter causing trouble again? Let me tell you, if she’s acting out and throwing tantrums, just give her a good, hard beating! Spare the rod, spoil the child, right?”

The shrill voice trailed off, waiting for an answer.

nside the apartment, you could hear a pin drop.

jylvia desperately wanted to scream back, to beg for help, but she didn’t dare move a single, agonizing muscle. She just stared at the heavy velvet whip esting casually on Josie’s lap.

These past three days…. God, what kind of absolute hell had she been living in? She was a slave in her own home.

he was sobbing hysterically on the inside, her heart pounding against her ribs.

Sylvia?! It’s Brenda from down the hall! If you’re home, give me a shout!” Another heavy, obnoxious knock thudded against the door. “You two haven’t ome out in days! I’m telling you, it’s completely safe now! The city sent a massive armored truck over and cleared out all those disgusting, sick freaks rom the courtyard!”

We’re all out and about already! Come on, open up and get some fresh air!”

brenda. Josie remembered the name instantly.

he and Sylvia were tight. Birds of a malicious, toxic feather–Brenda was a cruel, manipulative stepmother, too.

efore the apocalypse, Brenda had beaten her seven–year–old stepson so badly the poor kid had completely shut down, diagnosed with severe PTSD. The horrific abuse scandal had gone viral on social media back then, and the nightmare only ended when the biological mother finally stepped in with wyers and took the traumatized boy away.

ince Brenda didn’t have a helpless kid of her own to physically abuse anymore, she spent her empty, bitter days trying to goad Sylvia into beating Josie astead.

ack then, Sylvia was still playing the ‘saintly, long–suffering stepmother‘ card. She wouldn’t get her own hands dirty; she’d just manipulate Arthur into oing the physical, dirty work of punishing Josie for her.

oth of these women were absolute, irredeemable trash.

lang Bang Bang‘

renda was still pounding furiously on the heavy door, her shrill voice echoing down the hall. ‘Come on, open up! Let me in! I’ll show you exactly how > handle that spoiled little brat!”

ed up with the noise interrupting her peace, Josie stood up, marched over to the entryway, and ripped the heavy door wide open

face.

irenda stood there, hands on her hips, a self–righteous scowl plastered across her heavily made up

Fine. Let’s hear it, Brenda, Josie said, crossing her arms over her chest, leaning casually against the doorframe. How, exactly, are you planning to

handle‘ me?

Well, it’s about time you–AHHHHH!

The second Brenda looked past Josie’s shoulder and saw Arthur and Sylvia–both legless, bloody, and mangled, crawling on the floor like beaten logs–she let out a blood–curdling, glass–shattering shriek

der piercing scream echoed down the luxury hallway, immediately drawing the attention of the few Undead from downstairs–the ones that the

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military cleanup crew had missed.

Great. Another loudmouth idiot.

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“Your legs… where are your legs?!” the busybody neighbor shrieked, backing away in pure horror, her hands flying to her face. “How are they just… gone?!*

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