End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55 Old Grudges, New World

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Micah scoffed. “Forget the poem. Shangri–La is a villa inside Klam Zoo. Yesterday, some guy showed up and told us all about it–perfect location, hidden, huge, and probably loaded with supplies.

“The zoo’s basically deserted. Might as well be our kingdom.”

Robin feigned hesitation. “But wouldn’t someone

“Heh.”

claimed a place that good?”

Micah’s expression turned ugly–the kind of ugly that came from someone who’d already decided the world belonged to whoever could take it. “Even if someone has–so what? I’ll take it right back. ‘First come, first served‘ died with civilization. Now it’s about who hits harder.

“If the people in there are smart enough to hand

enough to let them stay. But if they try to over willingly, then maybe–just maybe–I’ll be merciful

then they shouldn’t blame us for getting rough.”

His people tripped over each other to pile on. “That’s right! Who cares who got there first? When our vice- captain sets his sights on something, he gets it!

“You’re new, so you don’t know–our vice–captain can punch a zombie’s head clean off his shoulders. If anyone in that villa gives us trouble, they’ll wish they hadn’t.”

Micah didn’t say a word to deny any of it. His expression said everything.

Only Rocky was silent–sweating through every layer of clothing since the moment they’d walked in, lips moving in what appeared to be either a prayer or a last will and testament.

This was, quite literally, a group of people plotting to steal a house in front of the homeowner.

Then, a figure came flying out of the shadows at the back of the store.

The man was practically vibrating with malicious glee. “Robin! Robin Neel! I knew that name sounded familiar! Ha! You were so full of yourself before–look at you now! How the mighty have fallen!”

“You are…”

The light was too dim to make out a face. All Robin could see was the spectacular gleam of a bald scalp reflecting the candle’s dying light.

A few surviving strands of hair hung limp and long–clearly uncut for weeks–draped pathetically across the shining dome.

The voice, though. That rang a very specific bell.

When she didn’t respond, the man grew indignant. “Open your damn eyes! It’s me–Jim Patton!”

Jim Patton….

It took Robin half a second to place the name–then everything clicked.

So, Jim was still alive.

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Somehow, this timeline had granted him an extra month of existence. The man really did have the devil’s

luck.

This tiny convenience store was turning into a reunion from hell. First Freddy, now Jim. The hits just kept coming.

Robin’s lips curved into something slow and unmistakably dangerous.

Micah looked between the two. “You know each other?”

Robin said casually, “We went on a blind date. About a month ago.”

“Huh.”

Micah’s eyes bounced between them. “Small world.”

“Small world indeed.”

Jim bared his yellowed teeth in a leer, swaggering right up to Robin’s face.

bake a

“You thought you were too good for me? Look at you now! Still feeling superior? You rejected look at yourself! You’ve been reduced to begging people like us for shelter, and you’re still acting high and mighty? In your dreams!”

“You-!”

Dane’s expression went black. He stepped forward, but Tim’s hand clamped down on his arm just in time.

A clown. Nothing more. Don’t let this idiot derail Robin’s plan.

“Oh, so that’s how you stayed alive this long. You’ve got yourself a little bodyguard now.”

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