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Rewrite the Apocalypse dream (by Dee Cari) novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Relocate to Aurora

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Jake let out a long, heavy breath, dropping onto the opposite end of the couch. He buried his face in his hands for a few seconds before looking back up at Joanna, who remained standing near the entryway, alert and calculating.

“I can’t keep doing this,” Jake muttered, his voice rough with frustration and worry. “The threat isn’t going away. Those bastards aren’t just random street thugs, Joanna. They know exactly how much I’m worth.”

Joanna leaned against the adjacent wall, crossing her arms. “You mentioned an inheritance earlier. Who exactly did you get that money from, Jake? Because normal inheritances don’t come with professional extraction teams waiting in back alleys.”

Jake let out a bitter, humorless scoff. “My inheritance is from an old mob boss here in Felton. He was my uncle, but he ran the criminal underworld in this city for decades. When he passed away, he bypassed the rest of the syndicate and left his entire private estate to me and Raven. He thought he was securing our future. Instead, he just put a massive target on our backs. The leftover syndicate members and their rival factions think that money belongs to them. They don’t want a negotiation; they want a ransom payout, and they’ll use Raven to get it.”

Joanna listened quietly, her mind instantly connecting the dots. In a few months, when the apocalypse hits, the old structures of the mob would crumble, but a man with Jake’s protective instincts, physical strength, and massive financial liquidity would be an invaluable asset to her survival team. He might have the funds to hoard massive amounts of supplies right now, and she had the pocket dimension to store them.

“Felton is like a slaughterhouse, Jake,” Joanna said, her voice dropping into a calm, steady whisper that carried absolute conviction. “The syndicate controls the grid here, and they’ll eventually bypass the hotel security. If you stay in this city, they will corner you.”

Jake looked up, his expression grim. “We’ve been changing hotels every three days. I don’t know where else to go.”

“Then leave Felton entirely,” Joanna proposed, stepping closer. “A few towns over, there’s a place called Aurora. It’s smaller, flat, and much easier to keep an eye on your surroundings. Jolie and I have a secure apartment out there. Relocate to Aurora, Jake. Bring Raven, rent a secure place near us, and use that inheritance money to completely lock down your security and lay low for a while. Out there, the Felton mob won’t have a footprint, and I can promise you that we will look out for our own.”

Jake stared at her, weighing the sudden offer from the mysterious woman who had just shattered a kidnapping attempt with her bare hands. The silence in the room stretched out, filled only by the distant hum of the shower, as he seriously considered abandoning the city for good.

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Chapter 39 Relocate to Aurora

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Jake stared down at the floor, his massive hands rubbing at his temples. The silence in the room stretched out, heavy and tense. He looked back up at her, a profound hesitation clouding his sharp eyes.

“Moving to Aurora… I don’t know, Joanna,” Jake said, his voice laced with an uncharacteristic nervousness. “The syndicate has deep roots. Breaking off-grid isn’t just about packing a bag. If I slip up, or if they trace the move, I’m putting Raven right back in the crosshairs. I don’t know anything about Aurora. Moving blindly feels like a massive gamble when her life is on the line.”

Joanna didn’t blink. She took a step closer, her expression tightening into a look of absolute, unshakable certainty.

“It’s not a gamble, Jake. Because I already knew you were going to be in that alley tonight,” Joanna said, her voice dropping into a quiet, chilling whisper.

Jake stiffened, his eyes narrowing. “What are you talking about?”

“A week ago, I had a vivid dream,” Joanna explained, holding his intense gaze without a hint of hesitation. “I saw this exact hotel. I saw the back alley of that mall, the pouring rain, and two men in leather jackets grabbing your sister. I saw you, fighting for her life. That’s why I was sitting in a darkened van in that alleyway at two in the morning, waiting for the sky to break. I was there because I knew exactly what was about to happen.”

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