Chapter 105 The Supermarket


    “Good work.” Staring directly into Quentin’s single eye, Theresa gave a small nod in acknowledgement.


    “Kyle,” Quentin instructed, “Theresa and I will enter the supermarket to gather supplies together. Your job will be to gather and organize everything outside. Once we’re done inside, we’lle out and collect the


    rest.”


    He issued the orders confidently. After all, he had been iming that Theresa’s domain-type ability belonged to him.


    Kyle nced at Theresa for confirmation.


    “Kyle, you’ll organize the supplies here.” Theresa nodded and added in a whisper, “Don’t forget to store a batch in the vehicle.”


    The vehicle could store about a ton worth of supplies.


    “Yes, ma’am!” Since it was also Theresa’s will, Kyle immediately began working.


    “Let’s go, Beautiful.” Quentin turned to Theresa. “There are plenty of supplies in the supermarket.”


    “Alright.”


    Theresa did not trust Quentin to guard her back, so she decided to bring Spot, one of the dogs; with her.


    After all, the real danger when dealing with someone like Quentin was not being with him. It was more dangerous to leave him unsupervised. If he was going to stab anybody in the back, he would definitely act when nobody was watching him.


    The rest of the dogs followed Kyle. By leaving most of the dogs with Kyle, she could keep him in a rtively safe environment and minimize the risks if Quentin were to cause trouble. It was clear she was very guarded against Quentin.


    “You don’t seem to trust me much,” Quentin remarked as they walked through the central atrium of the shopping mall.


    Theresa shot back coldly, “If you feel that way, then maybe you should ask yourself that question instead.”


    He chuckled at her words.


    During the short conversation, they arrived at the supermarket.


    The shutter door at the entrance was firmly pulled down. Without waiting for a prompt, he pulled something from his pocket and began fiddling with the lock. The door soon popped open with a tter.


    Seeing that, she became absolutely sure of one thing: He was very skilled at picking locks. “You’re good. Did you used to do this for a living?”


    “No way! I’m aw-abiding citizen!” Quentin gloatingly concealed the tool in his hand.


    “You, on the other hand, don’t seem ordinary at all. You’re always so decisive and ruthless. Were you part of something shady before?”


    She snorted at his words and retorted, I’m the most upright andw-abiding model citizen you’ll ever


    meet!”


    Her response left him momentarily speechless.


    Thew-abiding’ Quentin and the model citizen’ Theresa. Yep, that sounds about right.


    Theresa followed Quentin into the supermarket. It was even darker inside than it was outside. Without the lights, it was nearly pitch-ck. Furthermore, it was eerily quiet and empty.


    She immediately spread her mind power over the surroundings. Her current range was about twenty meters, which was enough to cover about a quarter of the supermarket. Every checkout counter was covered in a thickyer of dust. More importantly, there were no signs of life or zombies.


    As they moved deeper inside, they cleared out the small items along the checkout counters.


    “By the


    way, there’s something I’m curious about,” he suddenly said. “I only see you with one subordinate. What about your family?”


    “They’re all dead,” she replied nonchntly.


    The Hall family had long ceased to be her family. Even if they somehow managed to escape from the hospital, they would not survive for long without her. There would never be another Theresa Hall for them to exploit for protection.


    She turned the question back at him. “What about your family?”


    “They’re all dead too.” His softughter wasced with a hint of cold cruelty.


    When she finished gathering the candy and gum from the checkout counters, she noticed something odd: The boxes containing chocte and other high-calorie candy were empty.


    “Woof! Woof! Woof!” Spot abruptly began barking at the darkness stretching towards the back of the supermarket. “Woof! Woof!”


    She immediately turned and swung her shlight toward the sound. At that moment, she caught a glimpse of a shadow flickering past. Although the range of her mind power could not reach that far, she could tell


    It was a person! Not a zombie! The reason was simple: That person was hiding from them. If it had been a zombie, it would have already charged at them with a howl.


    “There’s someone here,” Quentin observed.


    Theresa pulled out an AK-47 from her domain. Since he already knew about her ability, there was no reason for her to hide it. She raised the weapon and edged toward the back of the supermarket, Quentin and Spot following closely behind.


    As she proceeded, she noticed that most of the shelves containing food had been stripped bare. Someone had definitely been living here. In any case, the mystery did notst for long. With her mind power, she could clearly perceive the situation in the staff room ahead before she even reached the back half of the supermarket.


    “Seven people,” she whispered. “Men and women, both young and old. None of them have abilities.”


    A group of people burst out from the staff room as soon as the words left her mouth.