Suzy's heart skipped at his reply.
What did that even mean? Did she really want to hear about that?
She didn't dare ask. Lowering her head, she continued stuffing the gold into the bag.
It filled quickly.
Before she and Thomas could move on to the next store, a sudden commotion broke out outside—splashes of water, hurried footsteps.
"Over here! There's a mall!"
Someone had arrived. And it was not just one person.
Suzy and Thomas both turned sharply toward the entrance.
Flashlight beams flickered outside, accompanied by voices and irritated complaints.
"This damn weather—why won't the rain stop?"
"Quit whining. Just find supplies. If we don't bring food back, we're dead."
Suzy's chest tightened. Her eyes darted around.
There was only one entrance to this store—and they were heading straight toward it.
She glanced at Thomas, silently asking: What do we do now?
He didn't panic. He simply shook his head slightly, signaling her to stay still.
