Phoenix
PHOENIX
"
Phoenix
is the kind of psychological
thriller you don't expect in a tale of the zombie apocalypse;
Dulaney's got parallel paths to hell, and they're all great
rides."
-Thom Brannan, author of
Sad Wings of
Destiny
and
Lords of Night
"Just when you think the story is over... A
master of her craft, C. Dulaney hits us with a fresh take on her
own brand of the apocalypse.
Phoenix
expands the RLT
universe, providing more depth to the story than ever before. A
must-read for zombie aficionados."
- Clyde Wolfe, author of
Down Darkened
Paths
,
The Siege of Antrell
, and
Gaurdians: Desolate
Souls
“Crisp, elegant prose makes this zombie novel
stand well above its peers. With
Roads Less Traveled:
Phoenix
, book four in her series, Dulaney proves she has full
grasp of her world and the characters inhabiting it. Character
development was excellent, the story flowed well, and the action
spot on. I had a hard time putting this novel down and you will
too!”
- R. Thomas Riley, author of
If God
Doesn’t Show
and
The Monster Within Idea
"Dulaney has once again crafted a story which
raises the bar in the genre. Fans of the
Roads Less Traveled
series are in for one helluva ride!"
- Michael S. Gardner, author of
Downfall
“Walking corpses, tortured psychics, covert
agencies, an unstoppable pandemic, and a slow-burning apocalypse
that a few can see coming but are powerless to prevent… C.
Dulaney’s
Phoenix
is the stuff that all your paranoid
nightmares are made of.”
- Rob Pegler, author of
Coppertown
Red
"For her fourth book in the
Roads Less
Traveled
series, C. Dulaney's taken us back to the beginning.
But this isn't some tired retread of familiar ground--it's an
all-new look at the events and world we thought we knew and a very
cool twist on the zombie apocalypse."
- Peter Clines, author of the
Ex-Heroes
series and
-14-
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ISBN (Trade Paperback): 978-1-61868-290-1
ISBN (eBook): 978-1-61868-291-8
Road Less Traveled: Phoenix
copyright ©
2014
by C. Dulaney
All Rights Reserved.
Cover art by Roy Migabon
This
book
is
a
work
of
fiction
.
People
,
places
,
events
,
and
situations
are
the
product
of
the
author’s
imagination
.
Any
resemblance
to
actual
persons
,
living
or
dead
,
or
historical
events
,
is
purely
coincidental
.
No
part
of
this
book
may
be
reproduced
,
stored
in
a
retrieval
system
,
or
transmitted
by
any
means
without
the
written
permission
of
the
author
and
publisher
.
Table of Contents
"
Have
the
locations
been
agreed
upon
?"
said
a
man
wearing
a
black
suit
,
not
unlike
all
the
others
floating
about
.
Ignorant
businessmen
on
their
way
to
work
,
rushing
to
meetings
,
or
perhaps
rendezvousing
with
a
mistress
.
He
cared
little
.
His
business
was
with
the
gentleman
sitting
at
the
other
end
of
the
bench
.
"
Yes
,
sir
.
The
group
has
been
in
contact
with
our
colleagues
around
the
world
.
All
locations
have
been
determined
and
preparations
have
begun
."
They
sat
next
to
a
fountain
,
located
in
the
center
of
a
vestibule
of
some
kind
.
The
details
were
hazy
.
The
people
passing
to
and
fro
were
vague
,
humanoid
figures
carrying
briefcases
.
Only
the
two
men
speaking
in
clandestine
tones
were
clear
,
a
stark
contrast
to
the
rest
of
the
scene
.
Suit
Number
One
was
pale
-
skinned
with
a
thin
mustache
.
His
head
was
nearly
bald
,
though
what
was
there
had
gray
streaking
through
the
dishwater
blond
.
He
was
slight
of
build
,
narrow
at
the
shoulders
,
and
had
a
torso
that
barely
filled
out
his
jacket
.
Suit
Number
Two
was
night
to
One’s
day
.
Head
full
of
brown
hair
,
clean
-
shaven
face
,
and
hands
that
could
grip
Number
One’s
skull
like
a
basketball
.
Two
was
younger
than
his
bench
-
mate
,
and
judging
from
his
body
posture
,
he
was
inferior
in
rank
as
well
.
"
Very
good
.
Return
and
report
that
I
am
awaiting
instructions
."
With
that
,
the
older
Suit
,
who
spoke
with
the
stiff
speech
of
a
foreign
national
,
stood
and
blended
with
the
crowd
,
disappearing
from
the
younger
Suit’s
sight
.
He
,
in
turn
,
lingered
a
few
moments
longer
,
so
as
not
to
draw
attention
.