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The Deep Freeze Revenge: Livestreaming My In-Laws' DemiseChapter 3 of 4 free

Chapter 3The Deep Freeze Revenge: Livestreaming My In-Laws' Demise

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Remembering that horror made my voice choke up. "Dad... Mom..."

My dad immediately panicked, thinking I was being abused again. He told me he was going to drive over and beat Brandon to a pulp.

My mom insisted I get a divorce right now, pack my bags, and come home.

I swallowed hard and told them I was fine.

In my past life, Brandon and Chloe murdered my parents through sheer malice. In this life, I would never let those two monsters get away with it!

Still, I couldn't drag my parents into the mud. They were getting old; they deserved a peaceful, comfortable life. I would handle the rest.

They still didn't believe I was okay, so I steered the conversation elsewhere. "Mom, Dad, you need to sign a lease on the house next door to you right now."

They were utterly confused by the sudden request.

I explained that catastrophic weather was heading our way soon. The house next door had belonged to an eccentric Canadian architect who spent years digging an enormous, reinforced fallout bunker beneath the foundation to store gear and shelter from disasters.

When he left the country, he had an agency list it on eBay and local real estate sites, but because of its remote suburban location, nobody had bought it.

When the real freeze hit, the temperature would plunge past minus sixty.

Food and water were never enough. A fortified, insulated shelter was the only thing standing between life and death.

My parents were skeptical about freak arctic weather, especially with ninety-degree heat blazing outside, but they trusted me and promised to do it right away.

After hanging up, I booked a local cargo moving van. Under the guise of rotating out expired inventory, I had them secretly haul a massive batch of goods from the store's warehouse over to my parents' property.

I had roughly one week before the apocalypse hit.

If I hauled out a truckload every single day, I could empty the entire warehouse without Brandon's family ever noticing.

This time, my parents and I would sit warmly around a roaring fireplace eating barbecue, watching Chloe's family die in the cold on camera!