Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80

“What are you staring at? People like us don’t go near that place,‘ the foreman barked. He’d noticed Josie’s eyes glued to the massive food warehouse in the distance and quickly pulled her aside. “Unless you’re military or one of their pets, stay away. Get too close, and you’re getting a baton to the face–or beaten half to death.”

Josie arched an eyebrow. “Cocky, aren’t they? I thought these guys were supposed to be the ‘government.‘ Did they just throw the law out the window?”

The foreman let out a long, heavy sigh. “Kid, you’re way too naive. Look at the world we’re in. ‘Official‘ doesn’t mean a damn thing anymore. Just worry about staying alive.”

Josie’s gaze turned sharp. “You’re right,” she said. “Everyone should focus on staying alive.”

Night fell.

The air turned cold.

All the power was rerouted to the main building. Everywhere else was a total blackout.

The construction sites went dead for the night.

The workers shuffled back to their dorms to crash.

Josie kept her head down and slipped into the shadows.

She moved like a ghost–stop, hide, go.

As she moved, she started shedding her layers.

She cornered a young guy in flashy designer clothes, knocked him cold, and stripped him buck naked.

One minute later.

Josie was a whole new person. The filthy laborer was gone, replaced by a pampered trust–fund brat ready for a gala.

It was insane.

The world was ending. Resources were bone–dry. The situation was getting worse by the hour, and nobody knew if they’d even have a future.

But for the elite? It was like the apocalypse never happened.

Neon lights, top–shelf liquor, and endless steaks. It was all music and dancing.

The chaos outside didn’t touch their lifestyle.

They threw parties almost every night, big and small.

The local rich kids, the politicians‘ brats, and the military royalty all gathered to live it up.

They’d talk big and cut deals.

They still acted like they owned the world.

Even at the end of days, some things never changed–people still judged you by your threads before they ever looked at your face.

The apocalypse only made that reality more obvious.

In this world, if you were clean and looked sharp, you weren’t a Norm. Period.

With the grid down and water gone, staying clean was a luxury regular people couldn’t dream of

Looking good meant you had cash, power, and muscle backing you up.

So when Josie walked out in the open like she owned the place, no one even blinked. They didn’t doubt her for a second. Instead,

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they flashed eager smiles and ushered her inside.

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The main house had power, but it wasn’t like the world before. They couldn’t just keep every light in the place blazing.

In the dim, moody lighting, no one noticed Josie was an impostor.

She slipped into the main building without a hitch.

The second she stepped inside, the smell hit her–thick perfume mixed with heavy booze.

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