ss road. It was basically a giant gray concrete box the size of a foo
, waiting for his eyes t
t machine oil. He looked out at forty meters of bare concrete
et of keys. "Honestly, nobody wants the place. No heat, no staff, t
o said, not bothering to turn
gling s
locks changed today. No one com
Mr. Hart.
e actually thinks I'm
ad-either drowned or starving. Leo didn't feel bad about it. He just felt a
Leo waited until the sound of
iddle of the empty floo
ight's
ught would work. He'd pressed his hand against a stack of water bottle
et not in St
That meant everything he wanted to duplicate had to be stored first, and any
'll cle
glittering wall of water bottles-one milli
out. All
the warehous
e air s
ade, tumbling and stacking into walls. Column after column of clear plastic rose toward the cei
enter of the chaos
nally stopped, th
cross the entire north half of the warehouse. Sunlight from the broken w
Space capacity
out a sl
ttles. Half a
gers over the cold plastic. Every bottle was ident
men kill each other ove
elt something strange settle in his chest. It wasn't joy or trium
s cer
hone
ashed acros
hree times before
Where've you been? Sienna says you've bee
m b
aldives trip-I was thinking we upgrade to the overwater villa. It's like forty grand ext
t a wall of
he
n wh
l you pay
er this time. "Oh, you know. Whenever. Come on
the
k about it
you'd come throug
all e
moment. Then he opened his notes a
eck the shared b
the flood, when the numbers didn't add up and Trent alw
time
ticked down in the
cooldown:
ented truck was idling. Marcus Webb's driver
ases of military-grade MREs, like you asked. Sur
si
all the water had come from. Leo suspected the man had seen the bottles
palm on the
or
d the next. Sixty cases slid into the
red and tw
ver seven million packages-far more than the space coul
Fit the outpu
the warehouse floor and left exactly six
cooldown:
ting the second
,000x Multipl
stack:
g: MRE x60
nfi
nf
ace in his
themselves into the void, row on row, tier on tier, filling the
on complete.
e capacity:
cooldown res
d perfec
ed thousa
three MREs a day. Six hundred thousand meals meant two hundred thousa
hree more multipli
rled into a
les gleamed behind him
he pictured it full. Steel beams stacked to the ceiling. Crates of ammuni
I'm going to be the only man in it who is n
hone
upgrading the villa!!! You're the
at it for t
ld life. He opened Sienna's contact, pressed his
ked her again. She's still usef
builds, the h
nto his pocket and
a lot of w
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