TWENTY-FOUR
They stayed on yellow alert for the rest of the day, so Xan announced that she was sleeping in her own house until someone sounded the red alert. Morning found her back at the games room, checking the cupboards for emergency supplies. The shelter doubled as a pool hall and games room for the rest of the year, with a bar and kitchenette in one corner, a rack of beach towels at the end and an ablutions block tacked onto the ocean side of the building. On the sheltered lagoon side, a back-up generator nestled under the veranda with enough fuel to last a week.
There was a whole cupboard full of torches and lanterns, but food seemed to be in short supply. Even the fridges under the bar were empty.
Jay wandered in, whistling, dragging a trolley behind him. "Figured I'd get us so
