Chapter 59: Bait and Trap

Evelyn's POV

The warehouse door swung open. Stacks of bagged dehydrated potato flakes rose all the way to the ceiling. Dust and a faint smell of mold drifted toward us.

Everyone gasped. They'd found food. Bags of potato flakes were piled everywhere.

I watched their faces. Even the men from Puma O...

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