Chapter 33: The Hot Shower
The master suite of Alderwood Manor stood silent under the soft illumination of recessed ceiling fixtures, completely detached from the dying electrical grid outside. Rowan Mercer walked across the warm timber floor of the primary bedroom, his bare feet absorbing the steady heat radiating through the subfloor manifolds. He pushed open the heavy pocket door leading into the master bathroom, stepping onto dark slabs of honed slate that were already warm to the touch.
The room was spacious, built from solid masonry and sealed with watertight membrane linings that connected to the estate's independent greywater recycling system.
Rowan stepped into the walk-in shower enclosure, framed by thick panels of tempered glass anchored directly into the floor. He reached ou
