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SERIAL FICTION | MYSTERY
Nothing To Lose—Part Eleven
While Jonas and his partner try to get information on their mystery witness things get close to home for Jonas
He woke up in bed but felt like he hadn’t rested at all. The sound of heavy trucks moving through the area brought him to his feet. Jonas pulled the curtain aside. Military transport and a flatbed, and then another. Their heavy engines roared as the drivers pushed through the flooded streets, sending waves after waves of storm runoff into the yards and driveways. He could see the water was now near two feet high. Jonas wondered when the rain would stop.
As he watched the last of the convoy pass, from what he imagined was the National Guard coming in to reinforce levees, Jonas realized the lights were all off. Even his alarm clock was blank. Power outages had become routine since the rainy season turned into an actual season. There’d been little sun over Bay City, and gloominess was spreading.
Jonas walked to a window on the back side of the house. He could see the ground down below. At least the generator was above water. He just needed to go out and fire it up. He put on a jacket and slid his feet into some boots. Grabbing a flashlight out of his drawer, Jonas went downstairs and outside.
