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    Of course, Theresa’s idea of an export standard was simple–if it wasn’t good enough for the people in the Alliance to eat, it could be sent out for others.

    Everyone else was left speechless.

    The car rolled into the city and stopped in a neighborhood of vis.

    When the vehicle came to a halt, Lucas was already there.

    Theresa spotted him and gave a small nod. “You’ll be staying here for the next few days. If you need anything, let me know. Guests should be treated as guests.”

    Horace and the others exchanged nces. At Morgan’s nod, they headed toward one of the vis.

    As they reached the doorway, he turned back to Theresa. “Are you really pregnant?”

    Theresa hesitated for the briefest moment, then replied casually, “Yeah.”

    “Who’s the father?”

    “None of your business,” Lucas cut in coldly before she could answer. “Morgan, showing up unannounced at our camp is already crossing the line. In times like thesei, /ientering someone’s territory and airspace without permission is no different from an invasion.”

    “I just heard about Theresa’s pregnancy and came to see for myself,” Morgan borated, his eyes narrowing. “I don’t want to find out you lied to me again.”

    “We have no reason to lie to you.”

    Morgan gave a stiff, humorless smile, his gaze drifting from Lucas to Theresa before he finally turned away and stepped inside.

    Horace and the others hurried after him.

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    Once they were gone, Lucas looked back at Theresa. “What do you want to do with them?”

    “I’ve confiscated their weapons andmunicators,” she said, thoughtful. “Haven’t decided on the next step yet. What do you think?”

    “Ark Camp One isn’t the type to let things slide. If we kill their administrators outright, they’ll send people to investigate.”

    “I know. But we can’t just let them walk free either.”

    “My grandpa thinks we should talk to them first,” Lucas suggested. “See what they have to say.”

    “Okay.”

    Theresa was deep in thought.

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    By dinnertime, Theresa had a full table prepared and sent for Morgan’s group.

    After an afternoon of shock, they seemed to have adjusted to the reality of this camp. They followed Theresa’s people to the dining hall.

    But when they saw the food, theirposure cracked.

    tters of roasted meat, golden–brown roast chicken, stir–fried greens fresh and crisp, and–most stunning of all–a whole steamed fish, still glistening from the

    steam.

    Their camp could grow almost anything, but fish? That was impossible.

    It had been so long since they’d tasted it. Thest time was at an auction, when Ark Camp Two had stumbled across a few in an oasis and sold them for an astronomical price. And here, in Theresa’s camp, a fish this size was just another dish on the table.

    Their standard of living wasn’t just higher–it was leagues beyond theirs.

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    Morgan’s mind shed back to the banquet he had once hosted for Theresa.

    No wonder she had reacted the way she did back then.

    Compared to this, the meal he’d been so proud of was pitiful. Why would she have ever been impressed?

    The thought left a sour taste in his mouth.

    Theresa’s voice broke through their thoughts. “Have a seat, everyone.”

    They obeyed.

    The moment they were seated, Brian Lewis, the third–floor administrator, spoke up. “We’ll stay here tonight. Tomorrow, you’ll arrange for someone to send us back immediately.”

    Theresa looked at him evenly. “Why the rush?”

    “You don’t expect to keep us here, do you?”

    “Keep you? How is this keeping you? Am I not treating you well?”

    “Theresa, drop the act. You’ve taken our weapons and ourmunicators, and you won’t let us leave. What else would you call that besides captivity?”

    Theresa smiled faintly and rose from her seat.

    Seeing this, Brian puffed himself up even further. “We can overlook your behavior this time, but you will apologize. And you will personally escort us home. If not, we’ll make sure you regret it.”

    Theresa stepped up to him. The next moment, her hand cracked across his face, sending him reeling.

    “I haven’t even settled my own score with you, and you think you can settle one with me?” she said, her voice sharp as a de.

    “Let’s be clear–why did you bring so many people here without warning? We never gave you our coordinates. In the middle of the apocalypse, don’t tell me you don’t realize that’s an act of provocation, if not an outright sneak attack.

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    “You should be grateful I didn’t blow you out of the sky the second you showed up. If I had, you’d have no one to me but yourselves.”

    She struck him again. And again.

    Each p punctuated her words, leaving Brian’s head ringing so hard he couldn’t even form a response.