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“Does it surprise you that she would lie?”
“Not in the least. Oh, and she’s started performing little strip teases for the men bringing her food.”
“I bet they like that.”
“They did, but they’re hungry, and she’s causing real problems.”
I cannot overstate how lucky I feel not to be Cole at any given moment.
“Anything else I should know?”
“While I’m gone, Gage is calling the shots. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Better him than me.”
“Oh, there’s one more thing I’ve been mulling over, and I want your thoughts on it.”
“I’m all ears.”
“There’s a database that has records on it from back before. All kinds of information that could help sort out what fucking happened to the world. It could also give us intel on whether you were framed by the people that built the outposts.”
“Then why aren’t you looking at it?”
“Because in order to access it, we’d have to bring the system online.”
“Which means everyone would see us and know we’re still around.”
“BINGO.”
“My thoughts are that we shouldn’t poke a bear. We’re doing good here, and if shit hits the fan, where would we go? There are no other fallout shelters in the area. Not like this.”
“Exactly.”
“Well, moving on, what should I do today?”
“Clear the areas around the Keep. Don’t stray far, and your quota is as many as you can get in just a few hours.”
“Anything else?”
“Nope, just drop some dead, then come back to take care of your sister.”
“You fucker!” I rise and sock him in the arm.
“You better get used to the jests, because you’re never going to hear the end of it.”
* * *
GABRIEL
After spending four hours hacking down the dead, I return to the Keep, submit to an inspection from Christine, and head back to the apartment I share with Brooke.
As soon as I’m through the door, she’s on top of me, pulling me down for sloppy kisses that I only want from her.
Instead of lounging around in sweats like many of the other women, she’s in a pretty sundress, her hair set perfectly, a touch of makeup on her face. She’s so damn gorgeous, and I can hardly control myself around her. It takes every ounce of restraint I have not to jizz my pants—that’s what she does to me.
When she’s finally had her fill, I pull away so I can catch my breath.
“I hate that you’re gone for so long,” she pouts.
