The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312 He Was Sharp as Ever

Theresa looked at Quentin, who had just spoken. “That sounds awfully familiar. Are you talking about yourself?”

Quentin narrowed his eyes. Tm being serious here. Don’t believe a word he says. Every word out of his mouth is a lie.

“Oh? So, I’m supposed to trust you instead?”

That pushed him over the edge. “Why are women so easy to fool? Where’s your brain?” he snapped. “If a guy treats you like that, it’s either because he wants to sleep with you or use you. Scam you for your stuff or your help–same thing. A normal guy wouldn’t show off his wounds to a woman. He’d hide them. Because it’s humiliating.”

Theresa said nothing.

She felt like she couldn’t breathe. Quentin was basically giving her a crash course in how not to get scammed.

“Did you get all that?”

“Yeah, got it.”

Quentin shot her a fierce look. “Don’t let men trick you again. Men are either bad or worse. There’s not a single good one.”

“Then get lost, Theresa said flatly–and slapped him so hard he flew.

He had a point. She might as well start by getting rid of him first.

After sending Quentin rolling away, she lay back down in her sleeping bag and tried to rest..

Of course she hadn’t believed a word Sage said.

He might be able to fool ordinary people, but not her.

Not to mention–she’d been reborn. She already knew all of Sage’s secrets.

There was no way he could keep up the act in front of her, no way he could fake some benevolent persona.

And with the kind of ruthless, violent crew he commanded, there was no way she’d risk letting them out into the world.

She’d seen what they were capable of–wolves in human skin. If she couldn’t keep them under control, then releasing them would only lead to disaster.

And the truth was, she couldn’t control them.

Sage was a man with ambition The kind that didn’t stop.

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He’d turned his camp into a war

war machine and ruled it with an iron fist. Once outside, he’d be after even more power, more control.

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Letting him loose was like releasing a tiger into a village.

No matter how sweetly Sage smiled, he and his crew weren’t going anywhere.

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Indeed, in the apocalypse, people needed to help one another—but only if the ones you helped didn’t turn around and bite you.

Theresa already had a whole new plan for Sage and his people.

The next day, the helicopter came back.

“Theresa!”

As soon as Kyle landed, he sprinted toward her.

“You’ve worked hard, Kyle,” she said, patting him on the shoulder.

“Theresa, are you okay?”

I’m great. Theresa leaned in and mouthed two words, “No power.

Kyle blinked, confused.

She repeated, firmer this time, “No power.”

Right then, Sage walked up. “Can you make a few more trips today?”

“Of course we’re making more trips!” Theresa looked straight at him, her voice bright and confident. I said I’d get all of you out–and I will!”

“Kyle, you’ll need to double down today.” Theresa said. “Make as many trips as possible.”

Kyle replied as soon as she finished, “Theresa, we can’t! The helicopter’s out of power!”

A satisfied smile spread across Theresa’s face.

That’s my Kyle! Sharp as even My brilliant boy never misses a beat.

But her satisfaction quickly gave way to irritation. “How is it out of power? Isn’t there electricity out there?

Kyle was quick on the uptake. “There’s no power out here. Mr. Yorke barely got enough to run the radio. We’ll have to fly back to Ansford to recharge.”

Sage raised a brow. “Your helicopter runs on electricity? Not fuel?”

“Yeah,” Theresa replied with a shrug. “It’s a next–gen model–battery–powered. We thought it’d be more efficient, but honestly? The old gas choppers were more reliable.”

Then she turned to Kyle. “Go recharge. Try to squeeze in two trips a day if you can.”

“Yes!” Kyle replied and got moving

Sage didn’t say another word. He simply gestured, and a group of women stepped forward to board.

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Once Kyle took off, Sage remained quiet.

Four days passed in a blur. Kyle returned twice daily, evacuating four women each time. The number of women left in Sage’s camp was shrinking fast.

Theresa was waiting for the right moment. Once all the women were gone, she’d use that as her excuse to leave too.

But today, just as Kyle was loading the next group, Sage stepped up.

“Let them go first today,” he said.

Four men emerged from behind him.

One of them was Drew–the same guy who’d mouthed off Theresa on the first day and paid for it with a finger.

His expression was stormy, and as he passed Theresa, he shot her a look.

“Hold on,” Theresa said sharply. “You’re sending the men before all the women are out?”

Sage gave a faint smile. “The women who remain all have abilities. I think it’s safe to start evacuating the civilians now.”

Theresa found it hard to argue with that excuse.