Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System novel Chapter 85

"Hey, are you sure you’re leading us to the right place?" asked one of the thugs. "We’ve been walking forever."

"Yes, it’s just up the road. I know for sure; I followed them here myself," replied the tall, skinny man.

The leader of the group listened to the skinny man’s words and continued to walk. "Shut up and keep walking. Once we are there, we can loot the whole house. They had nice bikes we already stole; they must have many more good items."

"Yes, boss!" the men said as they picked up their pace. They had been looting many houses over the last few days, gaining many good things. Their boss had said that he had spotted a rich-looking family a few days back at the shopping plaza, and today was the chosen day to loot them.

The skinny man walked in front of the group, leading them to the house, but as he got closer, he noticed movement coming from the house.

"Boss! Bad news, I think they spotted us and are trying to flee!" he shouted.

"What! Hurry up, we need to stop them from taking their goods with them!" shouted the boss, ordering his men to sprint full speed ahead.

Reginald noticed the sea of people running toward them at full speed and quickly yelled at Ella and his wife to hurry up.

"Hurry, get in! They’re almost here!" he shouted as he began to back the car out of the driveway. Ella and her mother sprinted to the car, getting in just as the faster thugs entered their property.

Ella turned to look out of the car window, seeing the men approaching their vehicle. Her dad pressed his foot on the gas pedal, aggressively driving onto the street.

"Shit, if only we had a gun to blow out their tires", yelled the leader of thugs. He watched the large SUV vehicle leave with a small trailer hitch attached behind. He knew most of the valuables must have been taken with them.

"Go! Search the house, the couldn’t have left everything!", he ordered.

The group of thugs swarmed into the house, stripping it completely bare. Even the half broken vases and tableware were taken, leaving the house looking as if it hadn’t been lived in.

The leader looked through the pile of items, frowning slightly. Although many of the items they got were of good quality, very little of it was useful for their current situation.

He clenched his fist as he walked over to the skinny man who was the scout and began bashing him in the face. "You fool! You must have been spotted when I told you to tail them! You cost us so many good things!", he yelled with extreme anger.

The skinny man flew to the ground from the impact, blood seeping down from his broken nose. "Boss, I swear they didn’t see me! I made sure of it!", he yelled, begging for mercy.

The leader didn’t believe that they would simply pack and leave without a reason in such a short period of time.