The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502 Shattered Trust

Boom!

The barricade blew apart in the middle with a deafening crack. Wesley, unlucky enough to be stationed there, was flung like a rag doll. The opening gaped wide, a perfect doorway for death to pour through.

A female zombie in a shredded office suit lunged forward. Her face was bloodless, lips peeled back as her jaw unhinged unnaturally, drool dangling in sticky ropes between rotting teeth. She shrieked as she snapped down on the gap.

Just when it looked like she’d tear straight through, a jet of water smashed her across the skull with a wet crack. Juno shoved her way to the front, her hands dripping from the burst of her water–based ability. She yanked Wesley out of harm’s way without even pausing to breathe.

Desmond didn’t hesitate either. He swung a jagged plank like a bat, smashing it into the zombie woman’s chest and knocking her back into the horde.

Their victory lasted seconds.

“Raaaghhh! Raaaghhh!”

More bodies poured in. They weren’t holding much longer. Desmond’s gut twisted. We’re finished if this keeps up.

Then a shout cut through the chaos.

“They’re back!”

Theresa’s voice echoed from the back, as she stood pressed against the window with one foot hooked on a steel cable. Meanwhile, Lucas and his team hurried back from the Military Garrison, firing their rifles.

Rat–tat–tat! Rat–tat–tat!

The stairwell lit up with gunfire. Zombies jerked and dropped as bullets carved through the mob, giving Desmond’s half–dead crew the first breath of relief they’d felt in half an hour.

“Fall back!” Theresa barked, already charging upstairs with her people in tow.

As they climbed, she shot a glance at Lucas. “Tell me you got it.”

His reply was clipped, his gun never stopping its bursts. “It’s here. You seriously dragging that dead weight with us?”

Theresa’s tone stayed cool. “I said I’d bring them if they could keep up. Promise is a promise. Why? You think they’re not worth the effort?”

Lucas gave a humorless laugh. “I’d ditch them in a heartbeat.”

Theresa cut him a sharp look. Then when we get back, they’re your problem.”

“No arguments here,” he agreed.

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Chapter 502 Shattered Trust

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By the time the banter ended, they’d reached the eighth floor. The same jagged gap split the stairwell.

Lucas didn’t even think twice. He sprinted, boots slamming into the corner of the wall. His body twisted mid–air, one hand catching the ledge across. He swung himself over with the grace of a gymnast and landed clean.

He knelt, looped a rope ladder over the edge, and tossed it down.

Theresa’s crew scrambled up quickly. After reaching safety, they didn’t look back. Their rule was simple: help only if you could do so without strain. They left the ladder, though, dangling like a lifeline.

Moments later, Desmond’s survivors arrived.

Eyes lit up as they spotted it. For the first time in ages, hope sparked. She really did leave us a chance. Following them is the right choice!

They rushed it. One, two, three–by the ninth climber, panic hit. A zombie barreled onto the eighth floor, snarling as it lunged.

Two people were still dangling on the rope.

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