Chapter 35
June kept her eyes lowered, hiding the cold, homicidal glint in her eyes.
Victor had the manpower for now, and his heavily armed, hungry crew made quick work of the Cold Storage Facility. In just a few days of brutal,
on–stop scavenging, they racked up a staggering haul of premium frozen meats and grains.
Looking at the absolute mountain of supplies safely locked behind heavy steel doors, June and Victor finally let out a long, collective breath of relief.
Good. That damn phantom thief hadn’t come back to bleed them dry this time.
They had learned their lesson, too. They didn’t put all their eggs in one basket. They scattered their stashes across different fortified zones and pulled heavy, 24/7 guard duty, desperately hoping to bait the rat who had robbed their first vault.
but they were in for a massive disappointment.
osie didn’t give a damn about stealing their frozen pork. Her spatial vault was already packed to the absolute limit. She had changed her tactics entirely.
Why risk a midnight heist when she could just hold the Scum Trio hostage and force June to do the heavy lifting for her?
Ten days. The deadline had arrived.
And June hadn’t disappointed.
The drop–off point was an abandoned elementary school a few blocks from the Highland Heights complex.
osie walked through the rusted gates, her combat boots crunching softly against the gravel. She didn’t come alone. She was pushing two wheelchairs in ront of her.
Arthur and Sylvia were huddled inside them, trembling like beaten dogs. They made themselves as small as physically possible, keeping their heads
own.
Only they knew the absolute, unrelenting hell they had endured over the last ten days.
they had known Josie was a certified, remorseless psycho, they would have crawled in the opposite direction the night the apocalypse started. They ad walked right into a meat grinder, and now? They were broken. Completely, irreparably hollowed out.
Everything’s here. Count it yourself,” June spat, stepping out from behind a massive stack of crates. Her eyes were bloodshot, burning with an unholy
atred.
sie casually strolled around the towering pile of supplies. Five hundred tons of rice, flour, fresh produce, and bottled water. All neatly stacked, vaiting for her.
knew this would be a breeze for you,” Josie smirked, tapping a bag of premium flour. “Doing business with you is a genuine pleasure, little sister. Take be trash and get out.”
he kicked the back of Arthur’s wheelchair, sending him rolling roughly toward June.
osie! Fine, my mom isn’t your blood, but Dad is your own flesh!‘ June hissed, her perfect teeth grinding together. You’re holding your own lathes fit som?! Do you even have a soul?!
So Josie tilted her head, feigning shock. “You’re out here opening your legs for a trust fund baby just to stay relevant. Don’t act whigh and mighty When I pawn off the old man for some groceries‘
You-” June nearly choked on her own breath. Her face flushed a violent, blotchy red.
When it came to twisting the knife, Josie was in a completely different league
Oh, and keep a shorter leash on your pers. If I catch them in my house agat, the ransom doubles, Juste said, flashing a sis keningly over smile Honestly, this is a killer business model Who needs to risk their neck scavenging when I’ve got auch generous donors like them?!
osie patted the mountain of crates, looking utterly satisfied “With all this. I’m set for the next twenty years Day, it feels got the rich
une looked like she was about to have a literal stroke. Her eyes rolled back slightly as she took deep, shuddering breaths, her suured nails digging leep enough into her palms to draw blood.
This wasn’t just a loss of resources. Josie was stepping on her neck and grinding her face into the dire
Alright, looking at you three is giving me a migraine. You’re grossing me out, Josie waved her hand dismissively, like she was shooing away swarm of lies. Take them and beat it. You’re ruining my view
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Joxie, June hissed, her voice dropping to a toxic, venomous whisper. “Just you wait. One day, I am going to strip you of everything‘
When we were kids, you had Dad’s love, and I had nothing. So I stole him from you.”
When we grew up, every guy who looked at you ended up begging for me. Because I lured them away.”
June dropped her fake, innocent act entirely. The mask shattered, revealing the manipulative psycho underneath. “If it’s yours, I’m taking it. Everything you hoard in this apocalypse? It’s going to be mine.”
Tm the one who belongs in the sun. You? I’m going to shove you back into the gutter, and you will never crawl out again.”
Josie’s expression went dead cold.
In her past life. June had actually pulled it off. She had stolen Josie’s safety, her power, and her dignity. Josie had spent ten miserable years living like a rat in the blood–soaked dirt.
But in this life‘
You better work for it, then,” Josie sneered, her eyes dark and hollow. “I want to see how far you get in this hellscape without a superpower, June. Don’t disappoint me.”
june froze. The color drained from her face. You know about superpowers? That means… you awakened.”
jealousy flared like a Molotov cocktail in June’s chest. Josie had a power?!
Her own spatial vault was gone. Vanished. And now her useless, pathetic sister had awakened?!
What is it? What’s your ability?! June demanded, her voice cracking with desperation.
Take a wild guess,” Josie whispered, leaning in just enough to let June smell the blood on her clothes. I’m not telling you sht.”
You-
Stay alive. June I’ve got plenty of secrets left to share,” Josie laughed, a dark, jagged sound that echoed across the empty playground. “Like who really deared out that massive private warehouse you and your little boyfriend were hiding. I know exactly where all that gear went!
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