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Kirk laughed.
    “Leigh would have loved that. She couldn’t put Squeaker down when we were over there the last time.”
    “Well, she’ll see them soon enough. Take whatever money you have out of the bank, if you haven’t already. You might not be able to later.”
    “Already done. Won’t know until morning if there are rentals available, so I’ll call back then.”
    “Okay, I’ll shoot you all the directions to get here, but you might need to be talked in the rest of the way once you get to a certain point. We’re purposely way out of the way here, and everything about it is as concealed as possible.”
    “Cool! When Cam told me you were getting into the whole survival thing, I had no idea it was that major. Zombie apocalypse be damned!” Mac laughed.
    “Well, like you always say, ‘People are assholes.’ You’re right. Hence those group archery lessons, and the steps I took to keep things extremely quiet around here. Okay, get your rest. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
    “Alright, and thanks. You didn’t have to help us like this, so it’s really cool what you’re doing.”
    “Of course I have to. We care about you. And we need as many non-assholes as we can get! Be warned, though. There’s a lot of work to do around here right now. We’ll get into that when you’re safe, though.”
    They said goodbye, and Mac turned her head. Cam stood in the doorway, resting her elbows on the closed half of the door.
    “You could have come in, you know. If I wanted privacy the door would be closed.” Cam shook her head.
    “I just wanted to see what was happening and then I’m going to bed. I’m really tired. He’s going to make it here, right?” Mac could see that her daughter was really worried.
    “Cam, whatever I have to do I’ll make sure of it. If things get absolutely crazy they can defend themselves, but it isn’t that bad yet. It’s mostly the rich people acting like assholes from what I can see. The only issue I think they’ll have there is if the agency’s computers are down, and the agency can’t do a manual contract.
    “He said they’re fine for money, and I know they both have credit cards. I should have suggested they take out whatever cash they can from their credit cards, too. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that before.” Mackenzie flopped back on her bed, irritated with herself.
    “Well, gee, mom. Why on earth aren’t you perfect? I expected better from you!”
    “Ha ha. Smartass. Go to bed before I feel I have to come over there and hit you.”
    Cam slipped away with a quick laugh, and Mackenzie just stared up at the ten-foot ceiling, trying to shut off her brain. She was never going to get any sleep this way.
    She leaned over the side of the bed to snag Pickle from his blankets. Squeaker grunted in protest, but was too tired to make a stink about it.
    The best stress relief in the world, as far as she was concerned, was snuggling a ferret. Pickle woke up just enough to lick her cheek a couple of times, but then he let out his own grunt and ignored her. She stroked his thick, silky fur. Pickle started to squirm after a few minutes. He didn’t really like being held while he slept, so she put him back in bed and snuggled Squeaker until he also decided he’d had enough.
    Well, if she wasn’t going to sleep, Mac figured she might as well add to the list in her notebook. She’d calculated all the hygiene stuff they would need for two women, but that would change with Leigh and Kirk coming up. Tampons, deodorant, and toilet paper were high on the list.
    Razors also made the list, though she wondered about getting a couple of straight razors. She did a quick online search and downloaded a tutorial on using one, and then found a knife shop. She wasn’t sure if they had anything other than hunting or kitchen knives, but she’d check it out. Mac and Cameron needed good survival knives anyway.
    Shaving cream popped into her head suddenly. Neither Mackenzie nor Cameron used it, but