18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 586

Chapter 586

Stella had been at the base for a year and had never encountered anything like this before.

Was the base under threat of an attack?

Who would have the audacity to strike? China, Russia, or perhaps the mysterious Union Base?

After waiting at the dock for twenty minutes, the outgoing team still hadn't returned, so it seemed there wouldn't be any quick resolution.

Jasper drove them home, saying, "Let's wait for some news before we do anything."

Back in Griffith, the military headquarters was calm and quiet, seemingly unchanged from any other day.

Jasper went to check in, while Stella headed home.

Life at sea had been rough - the food was bad, rest was scarce, and relaxation was non-existent. By the time she got back, the four little ones were gone, probably weaned and taken for military training.

The old hound, known for his loyalty yet fickle as the wind, was also absent, likely frolicking on the farm where there was ample space for him and his mate to romp to their hearts' content.

After a meal and a long bath, Stella slid into bed to catch up on some much- needed rest.

She woke up to a dusk-veiled room, the silence pronounced, the neighboring houses equally quiet.

It made her feel like she was the one slacking off.

Had Daniel gone straight back to his relentless work routine after returning from the sea?

Just as she was about to step out, Bran showed up.

It had been a while since she'd seen him, and he looked different - clad in a crisp military uniform, his figure sturdy and fit, a smile on his face that made him approachable.

He really was a chameleon.

In the fields, he wasn't above shoveling manure, at the docks he was drenched in sweat, and here in the military HQ, he was all neat and proper.

Dedicated to his work, loving what he did.

Stella was puzzled, "What brings you here?"

"Come on, sis," Bran frowned, "I'm on duty at the base, naturally, I'm here to bring you the latest scoop."

Stella teased him, "Serving two masters now, are we?"

Bran bristled at that, "My loyalty is to you, through thick and thin."

'Through thick and thin?' Stella almost blurted out: Don't love me; there's no future in it.

Knowing he was jesting, she got back on track, "What's your position at the base?"

had ambition,

secretary," Bran admitted without

asked, "For

long way off," he replied with

officials had started in such a position. With time, they became adept at reading between the lines, anticipating their superiors' needs, keeping their eyes and ears open, eventually carving

potential in

being Daniel's, visiting Stella could be sensitive, but he had come

for a

seriously,

voice, "High command

The staff officers?

the Griffith base's establishment. If they had truly appreciated the talent, they should have come

fathom their

Bran. But when Stella had left, she had left behind a cruise ship, and ever

something? Regardless,

had snuck out to see

suddenly, the Kindle Chests at the

to

built with national pride, a

If the Willowbrook high command wanted to, they could likely figure out quite

journey here could Daniel

the weight

enveloped everything, the familiar sounds of the old hound echoed from

her expression was tinged with complexity, "Brother hasn't come

Rosie's unease and asked, "Rosie, is something on your

down and began, "Sis, I just came back from the farm. Snowflake wanted to

to

recognized her in

brow furrowed slightly, "And

by name, by a young officer accompanying

her brain

"Rosie, it's me, Dylan."

smile before her, struggling to reconcile this image with the frail Dylan

delicate and pale, a

man before her was tall and well-built, with sun-kissed skin

smile

- years had transformed them beyond their most familiar appearances, yet Dylan

Ocean Point Naval

a moment, she

greetings," Rosie

the people from

Naval Station doing here?"

palpable, with Stella harboring secrets, their arrival

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