The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678

The moment Derek said that, a map of the surrounding area snapped into place in Hayley’s mind. If her first defensive line was the outer edge, then this canyon up ahead was basically right in the mid

Take control of this spot, and pushing into the cities on both sides would be easier. It would also serv as a solid barrier against the zombies outside.

“We came to the canyon to check out the terrain,” Derek said. “We didn’t expect things to go sideways like this.”

“Alright. I got it.” Hayley gave his head a light pat. “Don’t overthink it. Once we’re out tomorrow, we’ll sen a full team back.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

When Hayley stepped out of Derek’s room, she saw a group of people gathered in the hallway.

Laurel, Felix, and the other two who had been rescued were locked into a corner.

All four of them looked completely drained. Laurel and Felix, especially after getting hit by Hayley earlier, looked miserable. Their faces swollen, they slumped against the wall without a word.

Thomas and Griffin were sitting by the window with Winona, folding paper on the floor, while Leonard stayed inside the room, taking care of the others.

“Told you I wasn’t lying.”

A warm voice broke the quiet. Scott, leaning against the opposite wall, lifted his head, a faint smile on his

face

“Yeah,” Hayley replied.

He was talking about Derek and the others’ whereabouts.

Scott hadn’t lied to her.

“Then what you promised me earlier still stands, right?” Scott straightened up, his smile turning a little more refined.

“Let’s get out of here first.” Hayley turned and walked toward the four in the corner. “Don’t just sit there. Get up. You’re working.”

The four of them exchanged stiff looks, completely at a loss for words.

Hayley directed everyone down to the first floor to reinforce every door and window.

The abandoned castle had five floors, packed with old furniture left to rot for over a decade. Some pieces were broken, others falling apart, but they were still heavy.

The 6 was solid bolt One by one, thick hardwood tables were dragged over to block the

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The windows on the first and second floors already had metal Bars, but Hayley had them nail wooden gavas them, then stack bed frames and cabinets in front for an extra layer

They were al staying here for the night. No matter what, this place had to hold

Gofode, the zombies circled the castle, their guttural cries rising and falling in the dark

Every node who could still move was working

Wouding Serger

By the time the son had fully set and the moon had climbed into the sky, they had barely managed to endors so the first and second floors

Hayley decided they would all stay on the fourth floor together. No splitting up.

They set wraps in the room they would use, stringing wire across the stairwell, lined with razor-sharp

inside their living space, they piled

up everything they could find. Tables, chairs, cabinets, and even old doors were stacked and layered, reinforced again and again. The sturdier it felt, the safer it was.

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