The Last Pallet At Fort Sentinel
A Near-Future Disaster Thriller

About this book:

The grid didn't just fail—it was erased. At Fort Sentinel, a forgotten logistics depot in the high desert, Master Sergeant Frank Alvarez and drone pilot Maya Lin watch the last lights die across the Pacific Northwest. No generators. No comms. No relief convoy on the horizon. Just sixty thousand cases of rations locked twenty feet up on pallet racks with no forklifts to reach them, a perimeter fence rattling with something heavy in the dark, and an aurora pulsing wrong in the southern sky.

Frank has spent twenty-two years counting beans and bullets for an army that no longer exists. Maya flies drones held together with zip ties and paranoia. Together, they're the only garrison left—two people, a handful of analog shotguns, and a warehouse full of life-support gear that everyone within three hundred miles would kill for. The contingency plans stopped at "await instructions." The instructions never came.

As the temperature plummets and the first breach tests the wire, *The Last Pallet at Fort Sentinel* strips the disaster thriller down to its bolts: logistics as tactics, inventory as survival, and the brutal calculus of who gets fed when the world goes dark. No superheroes. No cavalry. Just the cold math of calories, ammunition, and battery life—and the long, frozen night until dawn.