Chapter 21 A Threat
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In Theresa’s scope, a group of burly men quickly split into two teams. One worked on clearing the nearby zombies, while the other lifted the car to change a tire.
“Mr. Tigre, it looks like someone already dealt with them!”
Yeah! They’re all cut in half?”
Did Someone drag the cars here?”
The man crouching down to change the tire shouted, “Mr. Tigre, something’s wrong! Our tire wasn’t damaged by the road—it was shot!”
As his words fell, there was a sharp echo.
“Boom!”
Their other tire exploded.
This time, even the dullest among them realized something was off.
Something’s wrong<i>! </i><i>We’re </i>in <i>someone </i><i>else’s </i><i>territory</i><i>. </i>
“Mr. Tigre, there’s someone nearby.”
“We’re in someone else’s territory.”
“What should we do now?”
The man they called Mr. Tigre was a burly figure with tattooed arms. He grabbed the trembling real estate agent by the cor. “D*mn it, you said there wouldn’t be anyone here!”
“I swear, I remember only renting it to one woman!”
“Bullsh*t! You think one woman could pull all this off?”
“I–I don’t know, maybe someone else has taken over since then!” The agent stammered, his eyes darting nervously.
“Get lost!” Tigre shoved him forward.
“Swoosh!”
Another arrow zipped through the air. The agent, already terrified, stumbled forward. But just as he took one step, an arrow embedded itself in the spot he’d just vacated.
He scrambled back toward Tigre, dodging as he went.
Tigre watched the arrow strike with a chill running down their spines.
It was fast, precise, and silent. And worst of all, they had no idea where it came from.
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“Right The furthest she can shoot is the from tires!
The group quickly pieced it together. That was the reason she disabled the two front tires and only waited when the agent was pushed forward.
That must be the edge of her effective range<i>! </i>
“Mr. Tigre, what do we do now?
“Should we leave?”
Tigre White’s fierce eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.
Leave? Not a chance. <i>Even </i><i>if </i>we want <i>to</i>, <i>our </i>car is unusable. There’s nowhere <i>we </i><i>could </i>go<i>. </i><i>If </i>we <i>don’t </i>take <i>over </i><i>this </i>ce and kill the people inside, we will have <i>no </i>ce to <i>stand</i><i>! </i>
He opened the rear car door and dragged out two disheveled women.
You two! Get moving! Go ahead!”
Through her crossbow scope, Theresa saw the two women being shoved forward.
Their bodies were covered in bruises and cuts. They moved like frightenedmbs, stumbling under the men’s threats andmands.
Theresa had seen too many scenes like this during her time surviving the apocalypse.
Women were often the first to be reduced tomodities in this new world because of their physical and psychological disadvantages.
The darkest sides of humanity surfaced with terrifying speed in the face of survival.
There’s nothing that can’t be done.
In just half a month, people were already crossing boundaries she couldn’t even imagine.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Theresa couldn’t stand watching this any longer.
She thought she was the worst.
Yet in her eyes, they weren’t even human.
She moved her fingers away from the crossbow.
Instead, she pulled out a specialized arrow and added something to its tip. Time to <i>send </i>them a gift.
“If you don’t move, I’ll leave you both here to feed the zombies!”
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“Move it!”
Tigre shoved the women forward. When they stepped into what they assumed was the shooter’s range bun weren’t attacked. Tigre’s eyes lit up.
“Stop! Stay where you are!”
He was now sure that Theresa still had some sense of morality.
That meant he had leverage.
“Mr. Tigre, what now?”
“Pull the car out, change the tires, and let them lead the way!”
His men quickly dragged the car into a safe zone, pulled out two spare tires from the trunk, and tied the two women to the front of the vehicle.
The message was clear:
If Theresa attacked, these two women would die first.
If she didn’t care about the women’s lives, the group could use the car as cover to escape.
And if their n seeded, the men were ready to storm in and kill whoever was inside.
In this post–apocalyptic world, there was no ce for morality or conscience.