Here’s the next episode of Bugout! California.
Robbie rushed up the stairs. “The UN is here.”
“Oh no,” Morgan whispered, watching Robbie bolt into the bedroom. He came back stuffing a pistol into the back of his pants.
There was another harsh knock on the door.
“Now I wish we would’ve left,” Robbie said as he went down the stairs.
He opened the door. The first UN Peacekeeper immediately put his foot in the door.
“Frank Johnson?” the man asked in a thick German accent. He was a small man with dark hair and complexion, clean shaven.
“He’s out of town,” Robbie said.
“And who are you?”
“Hans, we should go inside,” the large, muscular blonde man behind him said.
“Yes, you are right, Stephan,” Hans said. He walked past Robbie, eyes darting around. “Is anybody else here? Tell the truth, or you’ll be shot.”
“This is America,” Robbie snapped.
Hans chuckled. “Not anymore. You and I…
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