18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 392

Chapter 392

After Cody and his crew left, Stella sank into the couch, leaning quietly against Jasper's shoulder.

Jasper wrapped an arm around her. "What's up?"

"I'm just really happy, content," Stella said, hugging his neck. "Jasper, thank you."

He chuckled. "Thank me for what?"

"For everything." Stella smiled at him. "For meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love, being understanding, forgiving..."

Everything felt so perfect. She wanted it to last forever, to grow old together without parting.

Jasper held her close, his heart filled with contentment.

In the kitchen, Rosie pretended not to notice her brother and sister-in-law's intimacy as she washed the dishes. She saw nothing, knew nothing.

But Cooper, the rascal, was sneakily peeping from the doorway. Rosie dragged him back by his ear, "Not allowed."

The next day, waking up naturally, Stella savored Rosie's homemade oatmeal and chatted with Jasper. "We don't have much on today. How about we haul the coal back?"

The base was about fifty kilometers from the coal yard, and with many places needing coal, trucks made the trip regularly, which was relatively safe.

Jasper had no objections; it was better to bring it back early and store it in Arcadia to avoid any potential issues.

After their home had been tampered with, they couldn't take any chances. Anything of value needed to be secured.

Jasper plucked a few hairs and stuck them in the door jamb as they left.

The road to the coal yard was clear, but the muddy track was so rutted and bumpy from repeated use that it nearly shook their guts out.

Armed soldiers guarded the coal yard, which was operated by the Kindle Society, and all the office staff were military dependents.

debt through labor. If manpower was short, survivors from the base would also be drafted to work. The difference lay in the workload:

quickly arranged for the pickup. Machinery was scarce; they had

turn finally came. Loading seventy tons of coal wasn't a

sunset, they were loaded and ready

fully-loaded truck meant they couldn't

there, night

over the

shadowy figure on

"The Cyclone

Rosie kept watch. "Seems

interacted with the outside world; she had no time

truck windows were swapped for bullet-resistant glass. The only

approaching, and whether it came to

wary of the nearby military trucks also transporting coal or had

heading back to the base, Stella directed the

military convoy split off, the pursuers edged

the

Cooper, sat down for a break, munching

"Once we deliver the coal tomorrow, we can head

safe. Let's call it a

a symphony of snores filled the air, human and canine alike, with Cooper's deep rumbling snore sounding

leader approached the tent flap, but a faint noise made

darkness, he saw

tent flap again, only to feel the

toyed with a weapon. And pressing against his head was a gun. Beside her stood a muscular dog, drooling at

tent, the

then-it

that this group was tough, so they'd brought extra men. Now, they

and Jasper had used

aimed, her voice

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