No Sanctuary - The Thrilling Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series: No Sanctuary Series - Book 1 by Mike Kraus

No Sanctuary - The Thrilling Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series: No Sanctuary Series - Book 1 by Mike Kraus

Author:Mike Kraus
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-05-24T06:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

Jim Collins, the manager of Tony’s Sports World, watches from his small office at the top of the back of the store, staring out at the chaos below through a heavily tinted piece of glass. Behind him, on the floor of the office, are several of the sales associates who are tending to their wounds. Two of them are standing guard at the door to the office, holding baseball bats and looking nervous as the sounds of fighting and looting grow louder down in the warehouse and on the sales floor.

Jim takes another drink from a small bottle of Tennessee whiskey he pulled out of his desk drawer and glances at the young sales associate standing next to him. Her hair is disheveled, her clothing is wrinkled and she stands watching through the window with a hand on her mouth, horrified by what she sees below.

Dozens of people flood through the store, sweeping over its contents like starving locusts on a field of wheat. Fistfights break out between pairs and groups of individuals as the people fight over scraps that they aren’t even sure they need.

Most of the useful supplies are long gone, including camping and fishing equipment, coolers, dried food packets and warm clothing. The guns are still under lock and key, though several individuals have brought in bolt cutters and are working to break the thick cables that hold the weapons fast. Not a single bullet remains in the store as the ammunition was first to disappear. It is no small miracle that there have yet to be any gunshots, though the tension is still rising and panic is palpable in the air.

Jim glances over at the young sales associate and puts his arm around her. She is crying now, and she manages to get out a few words in between the sobs. “My brother… my parents… what do we do, Mr. Collins?”

Jim takes another drink from his bottle and grits his teeth. “I don’t know, Sarah. I don’t know. Why don’t you go sit down and try to rest. Hopefully they’ll be done down there soon and we can all go home.”

Another of the sales associates speaks up from the back of the room, an older man who works in the fishing department. His hair is stained with white and grey flecks and he groans as he stands to his feet, feeling the effects of his age and weight. “What makes you think home is going to be any better?”

Sarah turns to look at him, her face smudged with makeup as she tries to wipe the tears away. Jim walks over to the older man and speaks softly to him. “Come on, Sam. Can’t you keep quiet for just a while? People are already scared enough here. They don’t need anything else to be afraid of right now.”

“People deserve to hear the truth!” The older man raises his voice louder and Jim steps aside, shaking his head. “It’s the end times, people! Repent from your sins



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