Dylan stood quietly to the side, already waiting for Chris's next command.
Chris's eyes narrowed slightly. "Call the procurement team."
"Yes, sir."
"I want fuel first," Chris said. "Diesel, petrol, gas canisters, all of it. If the power grid collapses, generators will be priceless."
Dylan nodded, typing quickly into his tablet.
Chris walked toward the glass wall of his office and stared at the city. The cars were still moving along the streets, and people were still walking as if the extreme weather conditions were just minor.
Dylan paused. "And the mansion on the mountain?"
"Reinforce it," Chris replied. "Get a bigger basement dug if needed. I want a medical room, a storage room, and a tower for security. Install solar panels, and buy extra batteries. We need independent power, and purchase all the ammunition you can get."
