Chapter 18 The Warehouse Was Raided


    Chapter 18 The Warehouse Was Raided


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    After watching the live broadcast, Theresa’sputer screen emitted a soft beep, signaling the loss of the stream’s signal.


    This wasn’t due to any censorship for excessive violence.


    The server had crashed.


    While the city’s electricity and inte still limped along, the servers hosting various websites across the country weren’t all equally resilient.


    Small servers, managed from homes or offices, had gone offline within the first few days of the apocalypse.


    Largerpanies, with more robust infrastructure, had held on longer, but now, even those were beginning to fall.


    The copse of the big video tform marked the end of the inte’s fleeting role as a stage for venting emotions.


    Soon, they would be forced to confront the cold, hard truth.


    Theresa closed the now–useless website and opened her library of movies. Thankfully, she had anticipated this and downloaded every movie and TV series she could get her hands on.


    As she was halfway through a movie after dinner, her monitoring system started beeping.


    Her body reacted instantly, surging toward the surveince console.


    The desk was cluttered with screens–rows and rows of monitors disying feeds from the various cameras she’d set up.


    A smaller, almost forgotten feed blinked red in one corner of the console.


    Theresa’s eyes narrowed as she recognized the source.


    It was from the warehouse she had rented before the apocalypse began.


    When the world started falling apart, she had moved everything from that warehouse to her current camp. Yet, she had forgotten to dismantle the surveince cameras.


    The camera feed showed the warehouse gate being invaded.


    The built–in microphone picked up their conversation with startling rity.


    “That woman rented this ce from me about half a month ago. I saw delivery trucks in and out every day. She must have a ton of supplies stored in there!”


    “But it’s illegal to break into someone else’s rented space, right?”


    “Illegal? This is the end of the world! Forgetws!”


    “Exactly! It’s only fair if she shares!”


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    Chapter 18 The Warehouse Was Raided


    The warehouse gate was broken open with a bang!


    Thendlord and his mob surged inside.


    For a moment, there was only silence.


    What the hell? Why is it empty?


    “n, is this what you meant by supplies?”


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    Thendlord looked just as shocked as the rest. “No, this doesn’t make sense! I’ve seen trucksing here! She was here every day! How could she have moved everything so fast?”


    “Maybe you were wrong! Just because trucks came here doesn’t mean they left the stuff behind. It could just be a few packages!”


    One by one, they turned and left, grumbling and swearing under their breath.


    The oldndlord got even more furious. His gaze swept across the room until itnded on the surveince camera mounted in the corner. With a furious swing, he smashed the camera.


    <i>Beep</i>…


    One of Theresa’s surveince cameras was gone.


    Then, she leaned back in her chair as a slow smile spread across her face.


    She had expected this to happen. People turned greedy when they were desperate. It was human nature. That was why she had rented the warehouse in the first ce–a decoy to distract prying eyes from her


    true camp.


    It’s <i>better </i>to <i>be </i>safe <i>than </i>sorry.


    Watching thendlord and his mob leave empty–handed was deeply satisfying for her, but Theresa was not the forgiving type.


    Thendlord’s face was burned into her memory.