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About the Book
Title: Last Mission of the Living
Author: Rhiannon Frater
Series: The Last Bastion
Publication Date: August 28, 2014
Genres: Adult, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic, Zombies
Humanity teeters on the brink of extinction…
Vanguard Lindsay Rooney has faced the undead hordes of Inferi Scourge and lived to tell the tale, but she has also suffered horrible losses. Like millions of other civilians, she had hoped that The Bastion would recover after a team of modified soldiers eradicated the undead hordes of Inferi Scourge that infested their valley. Yet the city still crumbles around them, along with any chance of survival.
Lindsey’s growing friendship with Torran MacDonald, an officer with the Science Warfare division, is her only solace as the decline of the city continues. When food riots fill the streets, martial law is enacted, and the upper echelons of government battle for control of the city, Lindsey is conscripted by her superiors to embark on a dangerous mission into the dead world beyond The Bastion. To add even more complications, Torran and the SWD join the squad.
Soon, Lindsey realizes that her mission is more than what it seems, and there are secrets that could both destroy The Bastion and take her life.
About the Author
Rhiannon Frater is the award-winning author of over a dozen books, including the As the World Dies zombie
trilogy (Tor), as well as independent works such as The Last Bastion of the Living (declared the #1 Zombie Release of 2012 by Explorations Fantasy Blog and the #1 Zombie Novel of the Decade by B&N Book Blog), and other horror novels. In 2014, her newest horror novel, The Mesmerized, will be released by Permuted Press. Dead Spots will be published in 2015 by Tor. She was born and raised a Texan and presently lives in Austin, Texas with her husband and furry children (a.k.a pets). She loves scary movies, sci-fi and horror shows, playing video games, cooking, dyeing her hair weird colors, and shopping for Betsey Johnson purses and shoes.
Excerpt from The Last Mission of
the Living
By
Rhiannon Frater
Lindsey awoke with a start. It took
her a second to comprehend it was her wristlet vibrating that had awakened her.
Activating the screen, she saw the message was incoming from her secret
program. Instantly, her heart started to beat wildly with excitement. Still a
little tipsy from the tequila, she edged out from beneath Torran’s long leg and
arm and scooted to the ladder.
Once on the main floor, she sat at
her computer array beneath the elevated bed, and she logged into the program.
After several long, excruciating seconds, the message downloaded. It was from
Maria. Gnawing on her bottom lip, Lindsey quickly scrolled through it. The
message was short, but worrying.
Lindsey, Dwayne and I need to talk to you and Commandant Pierce
ASAP. Call tomorrow at exactly 1600 hours.
Realizing she needed to be careful
with how many times she contacted Maria, Lindsey hesitated, weighing whether or
not she should respond or just wait until the designated time. Finally, she
typed in a short note signaling she’d received the message and logged out of
the program. Gnawing on her thumbnail, she stared at the screens. She wanted to
hack into the SWD and government sites and search out information on the new
Legatus, but didn’t dare do it while Torran was around.
“You look worried.”
Lindsey gazed upward to see Torran
peering at her over the rail of her bed.
“I’m always worried in the back of
my mind.” With a sheepish smile, she shrugged slightly. “Well, not worried
exactly. I’m always got some fixation back in the gray matter.”
“Sort of like you got a computer
program running in the back of your mind sorting things out?” Torran ventured.
Surprised that he got it so right,
Lindsey gazed at him in awe.
“You get a look in your eyes. Like
you’re processing something.” Torran slipped over the side of the bed and
dropped down. “Considering your very nice computer display, I’m going to guess
that you’re good at working with them, too.”
“My father was a programmer. He
taught me everything I know.”
“But you had the natural talent, too,
huh?”
“You can say that.” Lindsey uneasily
shifted her weight on her chair, not willing to let Torran too far into her
personal headspace.
“But you’re a grunt. Not a
programmer.”
Lindsey swiveled toward him and
shrugged. “I wanted to do something different. I didn’t want to follow in
someone else’s footsteps but make my own path.”
With a slight nod, Torran rested his
hands on the edge of her bed and stretched. It was very provocative and she was
distracted by the muscles shifting beneath his skin. She wanted to be
distracted. Fear was a tight knot in her gut.
“And you don’t want to talk about
it.”
“Nope.”
“Is this where we draw lines?”
Torran asked, tilting his head.
“Yep.” Lindsey slid to her feet and
ran her hands down his chest. “We’re getting to know each other. We’re getting
to be friends. But not only did I lose the stupid ex, but my best friend. I
need a new friend.”
“A friend with benefits.” Torran
stared into her eyes somberly. “I’m there with you.”
“Are you?” Lindsey really hoped he
was, because she liked him.
“This life is too uncertain,” he
said at last. “Better to keep things simple. Uncomplicated.”
“Let’s enjoy the rest of the night
before we have to go back to the real world.” Lindsey rubbed her lips against
his chin softly.
Torran cupped her face and kissed
her lightly. “I better go.”
“Torran...”
“No, Lindsey. I should. You see, if
I stay any longer I won’t want to go back to the real world.”
Frowning, she feared she’d made a
misstep with him.
“The thing is this... you’re a great
girl. And I think we’re going to be great friends. But we need boundaries.
Sleeping here tonight... a little too much over the line.”
“So don’t sleep.” Lindsey gave him
the beguiling look that seemed to affect him so much.
“Oh, that’s playing so dirty.”
Torran laughed.
“One more time, then you can go
home.” Lindsey turned up her flirty look, her fingers lightly touching his hip.
“Fine. But... boundaries.”
“Right.”
His kiss rendered her breathless.
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