C62 CHAPTER62

"That..." Ralph lifted his hand, the glint of the handcuffs impossible to ignore.

"Allow me, Mr. Miller," Jordon extended a hand, producing a key with a warm smile. The metallic click of the cuffs unlocking echoed in the room. "The rest is in your hands."

This time, their group consisted of five men and three women, survivors from the surrounding area. Fortuitously

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