But this wasn’t the house of a man who was barricaded in because SHTF paranoia. Mac frowned. He then proceeded to go through the house a second time. Somewhere the man had a bunker, an arsenal. Be a good thing to know before he confronted him.
It was hiding in plain sight — almost. What looked like stairs to a root cellar off the kitchen actually went down to a nice bomb shelter left over from the ’50s — probably when the house was built. And it was outfitted for when SHTF, part prepper, part militia. Well, well, Sensei actually believes what he preaches, Mac thought as he looked over the weaponry — a more thoughtful selection than what they were pulling out of the wannabes’ homes. He closed the door and went upstairs to the man’s office. He sat in the chair behind the desk and made a lis
