Chapter 159: Please Don’t Leave
It was hurricane season in City O, and I didn’t mean the sports team. Pressing my hand against the glass in front of me, I watched as rain absolutely pelted the ground. The wind seemed to scream as it brushed past the buildings in the Legislature, trying to find its weakest points.
This particular storm had gone on for seven days now, not once letting up on the intensity. It was the longest running storm that I could remember, but since it seemed to match my mood, I wasn’t going to complain.
"Why are you out of your room?" demanded Maman as she entered the apartment where she was living with her husband. I wanted to say that I was living rent-free, but since Stepdaddy dearest made countless wishes every day, I more than paid for my room and board.
Shrugging my shoulders, I turned my attention back to the outside world. The impenetrable walls that Stepdaddy asked for were now the number one killer of the rich and famous living in the legislature.
The entire compound was situated around this one building, and this one building was on a slight incline. That meant that the rain only had one way to go, and that was down. However, the ground was so saturated with water that it wasn’t able to go down anymore. The walls kept the rivers of downpour inside, giving Marcus and the rest of the elite their own private beach.
Complete with dead bodies floating around.
Stepdaddy really wasn’t impressed with that, let me tell you. I was just waiting for him to wish that the bodies be dealt with...
Instead, I still had to do a year’s supply of food every day, plus medicine and weapons, since the storm was whisking away what little supplies they had. Or it made the supplies unusable.
"You will answer when spoken to," snarled Maman, dropping her dainty umbrella at the front door and shrugging out of her rain jacket. I had no idea why she was dressed like that; there was no way she would ever be caught dead out in the elements.