Clay Sanders has learned a great deal since the world stopped working. One of those lessons is that while he may run out of everything else, especially patience, he never seems to run out of problems.

His grandfather, who believed him when Clay came home with a fantastic tale of coming destruction, the man who helped him organize and implement the plan to save his family, is slowly succumbing to old age, his health failing.

His mother has more or less stopped speaking to him. Awkward when you live a hundred yards away.

The nearby town that was his boyhood stomping ground is struggling to get back on her feet with the farm's assistance, but the town also has elements that have a strong dislike for Clay and don't mind making it known, even to the point of outright lies. It seems as if someone is always thinking they are somehow entitled to 'their fair share' of everything the Sanders have worked for over a half-dozen generations. No matter how much they help, it's never enough.

Now there's a destructive survivalist group that has terrorized rural areas to the south and is now looking toward Clay's neighborhood as their next conquest. Their motto is simple; if they can take it, they deserve it.

Yes sir, problems are one thing that Clayton Sanders never seems to run out of. Even at the end of the world as we know it.

His mother has more or less stopped speaking to him. Awkward when you live a hundred yards away.

Yes sir, problems are one thing that Clayton Sanders never seems to run out of. Even at the end of the world as we know it.

Fire From the Sky: Hostile Fire

Fire From the Sky: Hostile Fire