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.

to be executed but still required to pay their debt through labor. If manpower was short, survivors from the base would also be drafted to work. The difference lay in

the coal yard staff quickly arranged for the pickup. Machinery was scarce; they

finally came. Loading seventy tons

were loaded and

fully-loaded truck meant

night

voice crackled over the

and Jasper, leading the convoy, had spotted a shadowy figure on a nearby path in the

"The

Rosie kept watch. "Seems

barely interacted with the outside world; she

vests, helmets, and even the truck windows were swapped for bullet-resistant glass. The only real

night was approaching, and whether it came to

military trucks also transporting coal or had other plans, they kept their distance, stalking

heading back to the base, Stella directed the truck towards

and as the military convoy

in the road, and Stella stepped out to

them, along with Cooper, sat down for a break, munching on

"Once we deliver the coal tomorrow, we can

should be safe. Let's call it

canine alike, with Cooper's deep rumbling snore sounding as

flap, but a faint noise made

the pitch darkness, he saw nothing and dismissed

the cold touch

the dark as she toyed with a weapon. And pressing against his head was a gun. Beside her stood a muscular

tent,

realized then-it was

tough, so

and Jasper had

gun aimed, her voice icy:

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