Forget those people; even Miles Finch and Adam Zane were drooling with envy.
They had stockpiled supplies too. Back then, they sold their company and split the 1.4 million. Nobody took their share; they pooled it all to gather supplies.
In other words, they once had days filled with piles of supplies, feeling fearless and eagerly awaiting the apocalypse's arrival. But…
But!
That woman, Maeve Walsh, disappeared!
No, she didn't just disappear—she jumped into the sea. And of all the damn times, she did it when it was over ten degrees below zero. If she wanted to die, fine, but her spatial inventory was still packed with everyone's supplies!
1.4 million! That's enough to host one or two thousand banquet tables! Several years' worth of supplies, and all of it gourmet food, just gone! Gone!
Adam Zane was on the verge of a breakdown.
"This Sue Lawrence… she actually stockpiled supplies in advance?"
