18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 314

When the Porras clan weighed in, no one dared to object. They were the backbone of the neighborhood watch, the unofficial sheriffs of the block. Plus, the proposal promised revenue and reduced patrol shifts a no-brainer. And if the new tenants stirred up trouble, wasn't there a guarantor to fall back on?

So, the decision was unanimous.

Stella gave him a thumbs-up, and Bran's heart swelled with a sweetness that rivaled the richest honey.

Heeding Jasper's advice, Stella took a detour and didn't go directly to Cody and Lukas but sought out Austin instead.

Austin was a sharp one; he caught on immediately. "Ha, your influence is something else, Stella." he laughed. "I tried talking to Bran before, but he shot me down without a second thought. Looks like you're the only one who can sway him."

Soon after, Lukas' walkie-talkie crackled to life. "Stella, Cody and I are looking for a bigger place. Austin mentioned you might have something suitable. What's the deal?" They were hoping for something roomy, but Austin went above and beyond, offering them a villa. "It's a nice place, though someone died there," Stella said with a smile. "If that doesn't bother you, feel free to come and take a look."

"We've quit our jobs; we'll be there soon." The rent wouldn't be cheap, but seeing the place first was sensible.

In half an hour, four of them arrived at the gated community, and Stella showed them the vacant villas.

The place was a mess, left as-is after the body was removed and the crime scene cleared. Bloodstains still darkened the floor. In the days before the calamity, no amount of money could make someone stay in a house with such a dark past. But times had changed. Living threats were far more concerning than the dead.

After touring all the available houses, they didn't pick the largest one. The rent was steep, and a larger space was harder to defend.

They settled on Villa 42, which was similar in layout to Villa 50 but with a half-built wall that could be finished once the everlasting night ended.

When it came to discussing the rent, Stella stayed out of it, but Austin volunteered to negotiate.

Bran didn't mince words. "A hundred pounds of rice or flour."

They're friends

feed a guard for twenty pounds of grain. Now we're

a patrol from each family. Don't talk to me about the rules

thought, Bran relented.

rarely asks for a favor. You're slashing

"What's your offer?"

out, they can buy the place later?" "Deal. For the sake of Stella. Remember to have her treat me to dinner." He didn't really care about the grain; he just wanted to owe Stella a favor. They drafted a makeshift contract on the spot and signed their names. Once the deal

was taken aback by the revelation, feeling

Austin defended his actions boldly. "Stella, by asking, you owed Bran a favor. Why not maximize the benefits? Your friends moving in

she suggested using tea, tobacco, and liquor

a clean up, and it would be move-in ready. Compared to cramped quarters elsewhere, this villa was a slice

rooms, and cushy beds were more than they had dared hope

ground floor, while Cody and Kitty claimed the

peanuts to plant, all they needed was a

cramped apartment to this spacious villa, their

favor for Stella and Jasper's sake. In gratitude, they decided to share their emergency

obvious, offered a compromise. "How about Jasper and I take one share, and the extra

symbolic gesture was enough to keep things

tempting the wealthier residents with a knack for survival. Facing cold and hunger,

polished, inwardly shrewd, they covertly claimed unattended generators-diesel and solar alike for trading or personal use.

bother with such

night, and diesel generators cost a fortune. Even if they invested

setup with bicycles for power when