
Deadlock
Next Generation Indie Books Award Winner
Indie Reader Discovery Awards Winner for Best Action/Adventure
They took someone I can't live without. So I did something stupid and went after them.
Four years after Deadbreak, a convoy cuts across the northern plains—Verum Ex up front with their lab-coat gospel, the CCB lurking behind to tax anything with a pulse. I've got a small crew, a dog who thinks he's in charge, and a trail that leads through every settlement still dumb enough to have hope. Each one costs us something. Most of them cost us blood.
Then the trail ends at a fortress by a lake, the dead show up like they got the invite, and we learn what it takes to hold a line when the math says don't bother.
If we survive, the road points to a hospital where the answers are. If we don't, the world gets smaller. Again. And I'm running out of world.
Next Generation Indie Books Award Winner
Indie Reader Discovery Awards Winner for Best Action/Adventure
They took someone I can't live without. So I did something stupid and went after them.
Four years after Deadbreak, a convoy cuts across the northern plains—Verum Ex up front with their lab-coat gospel, the CCB lurking behind to tax anything with a pulse. I've got a small crew, a dog who thinks he's in charge, and a trail that leads through every settlement still dumb enough to have hope. Each one costs us something. Most of them cost us blood.
Then the trail ends at a fortress by a lake, the dead show up like they got the invite, and we learn what it takes to hold a line when the math says don't bother.
If we survive, the road points to a hospital where the answers are. If we don't, the world gets smaller. Again. And I'm running out of world.
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Next Generation Indie Books Award Winner
Indie Reader Discovery Awards Winner for Best Action/Adventure
They took someone I can't live without. So I did something stupid and went after them.
Four years after Deadbreak, a convoy cuts across the northern plains—Verum Ex up front with their lab-coat gospel, the CCB lurking behind to tax anything with a pulse. I've got a small crew, a dog who thinks he's in charge, and a trail that leads through every settlement still dumb enough to have hope. Each one costs us something. Most of them cost us blood.
Then the trail ends at a fortress by a lake, the dead show up like they got the invite, and we learn what it takes to hold a line when the math says don't bother.
If we survive, the road points to a hospital where the answers are. If we don't, the world gets smaller. Again. And I'm running out of world.











