Contamination Box Set [Books 0-7]
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Table of Contents
ABOUT CONTAMINATION SUPER BOXED SET
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BOOK ZERO
PART ONE – THE LAST SUPPER
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PART TWO – SECRET CHAOS
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PART THREE – BROKEN FOUNDATION
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BOOK ONE: THE ONSET
PART ONE – EXODUS
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PART TWO – THE WAYFARER
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PART THREE – NEW HEIGHTS
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BOOK TWO: CROSSROADS
PART ONE – DIRECTION LOST
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PART TWO – CIRCLE OF TRUTH
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PART THREE – DIVIDE & CONQUER
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BOOK THREE: WASTELAND
PART ONE – BORN FROM PAIN
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PART TWO – NEW ETHIC
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PART THREE – TURN THE TIDE
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BOOK FOUR: ESCAPE
PART ONE – FULL COLLAPSE
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PART TWO – THE NORTH STAR
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PART THREE – REBUILD
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BOOK FIVE: SURVIVAL
DEDICATION
PART ONE – HUNTED
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PART TWO – TIES THAT BIND
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PART THREE – HOMEWARD
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EPILOGUE
BOOK SIX: SANCTUARY
PART ONE – ENDLESS FIGHT
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PART TWO – DEVIL AMONG US
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PART THREE – THE CHOSEN
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EPILOGUE
BOOK SEVEN: RESISTANCE
PREFACE
BOOK FOUR RECAP
PART ONE – TWO SIDES
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PART TWO – INHERIT THE WASTELAND
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PART THREE – CLING TO THE EDGE
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AFTERWORD
PREVIEW OF CONTAMINATION: DEAD INSTINCT
PART ONE – SITUATION DEGENERATES
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CONTAMINATION
SUPER BOXED SET (BOOKS 0-7)
Book Zero
Book One: The Onset
Book Two: Crossroads
Book Three: Wasteland
Book Four: Escape
Book Five: Survival
Book Six: Sanct
uary
Book Seven: Resistance (Bonus Book)
by T. W. PIPERBROOK
CONTAMINATION SUPER BOXED SET (BOOKS 0-7)
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CONTAMINATION ZERO
The infection starts with Frank, one of the locals at the town bar. In just a few hours, it has consumed the entire town.
Somewhere, someone knows what is happening, and about the horrors to come…but is it too late?
CONTAMINATION 1: THE ONSET
White Mist, New Mexico
Population: 1
After the murders of his wife and daughter, Sam Cook is rebuilding a peaceful life as White Mist’s sole resident. Without warning, a strange man enters his store, and Sam is attacked and forced to flee town.
The infected are taking over. The contamination has begun…
CONTAMINATION 2: CROSSROADS
Two groups of survivors converge on a small town overrun by the infected and soon realize that the contamination is spreading. The streets are littered with bodies, and chaos reigns supreme.
In this new world, there will be no last meal, no dying wish.
The only reward left is to survive another day.
CONTAMINATION 3: WASTELAND
The American Southwest has been destroyed, ravaged by violence and infection.
In order to stop the chaos from spreading, Sam and Delta must journey to Salt Lake City, to the heart of where it all began…
Can the survivors alter the course of history, or has humanity’s fate already been sealed?
CONTAMINATION 4: ESCAPE
Dan and Quinn may have escaped the initial infection, but their journey is far from over.
Their once-safe location has been compromised, overrun by the agents and the infected.
Now, in order to survive, they must first escape...
CONTAMINATION 5: SURVIVAL
Ever since leaving the salvage yard, Noah Chambers has been plagued by the infected and hunted by the men who patrol the streets. In order to survive, he’ll need to summon strength he never imagined.
In a world gone mad, no one is safe...
CONTAMINATION 6: SANCTUARY
For days the farmhouse has been a place of safety for Dan, Quinn, Meredith, and John. But a new threat is emerging—one that threatens to destroy the group from the inside out. In order to get to freedom, they’ll need to survive one last journey.
And that journey might cost them their lives...
CONTAMINATION 7: RESISTANCE (Bonus Book)
After parting ways with Dan and Quinn in Book 4, Sandy Duncan must fight to escape the lumberyard while protecting the others she came to save. The infected lurk outside the gates.
Is the fate outside the lumberyard even worse than what she faces if she stays?
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BOOK ZERO
EPITAPH
To those we have loved, those we have lost, and those we hold onto.
In Loving Memory JAD 1922—2012
PART ONE – THE LAST SUPPER
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The prisoner lunged through the bars and grabbed hold of Dan Lowery’s collar.
“When I get out of here, this game is over!” he shrieked, eyes bloodshot and bulging.
Dan reached for his holster, but thought better of it. He wrenched his shirt free instead, and leapt back a few feet. He cursed himself silently for getting too close to the cell. The prisoner glared at him, jaw hanging open, his pupils wide and distorted. His speech was slurred, and his breath reeked of another night wasted at the bar. His bald head captured the bright lights of the jail cell, reflecting the glare back off his scalp.
Dan fingered the badge on his chest and lifted it up so the prisoner could see. “You pull that shit again, and I’ll have you charged with assaulting a police officer. You hear me, Frank?”
Frank wasn’t listening. He was busy pacing around the cell, and had probably already forgotten what had just transpired. He clutched his stomach and bent over the cell bench, dry heaving.
Dan unfolded his sleeves. He had rolled them up prior to transporting the man from cruiser to cell. There was always a fight to be had with this one, and he was getting damn tired of it.
This time, it had been a dispute over the television station at The Down Under. Frank had insisted the barkeep change the channel so he could watch the boxing match. One of the other locals had resisted, claiming he wanted to catch the weather first. A verbal altercation had ensued, culminating in Frank tripping over his barstool and landing flat on his back. He had screamed and ranted, and had finally been detained by several other patrons. Dan had arrived shortly after, dodging the man’s vomit as he hauled him into the back of the cruiser.
This wasn’t the life he had envisioned when joining the police force. At the same time, he wasn’t sure what more to expect from a small town in Arizona. With a population of only a few thousand, St. Matthews had little room in the budget for reinforcements. Dan was one of only four police officers.
He moved through the small station, heading towards a locker room down the hall from the jail cell. He could still hear Frank coughing and spewing behind him.
“You’d think you would have learned your lesson by now, Frank,” he mumbled.
“Fuck you!” the man screamed from the other room. Dan had forgotten how sound carried in the hollow building.
He entered the locker room, already unbuttoning his shirt. It had been a long day, and he was ready to knock off for the evening. Officer Howard Barrett was already suiting up, ready to relieve him of his duties. Howard was the station’s senior officer.
“You mean I have to watch this joker all night? What the fuck, man?” Howard rolled his eyes, suppressing a laugh.
“Better you than me!” Dan retorted, hanging his shirt in his locker.
The dispatcher had already left for the day. After hours, all calls were routed through a regional office in a neighboring town. Howard would be alone with the prisoner for the rest of the evening.
Howard buttoned his uniform over his chest, covering a scar on his left shoulder. Howard was originally from California. In his eight years of service on the Sacramento streets, the officer had been shot twice, each time refusing desk duty. The scar was one of two on his body—the other was on his calf. Dan had seen them plenty of times. His comrade took pleasure in reliving the stories, showing his wounds with pride to anyone who would listen.
It was a far cry from herding the local drunks into a cell for the evening.
“So what’s Julie got on the burner for you?”
“Word on the street is ham and boiled potatoes.” Dan smiled. Oftentimes, he would invite Howard over to join them when they both had the ni
ght off.
“Ah, an Irish feast! Well, enjoy it man. I’m sure I won’t feel like eating much after watching Frank throw up in there.”
Howard slammed the locker shut, and the door rattled through the small room. Although he was only five foot nine, he had the build of a football player, making up for his lack of height with a thick, rugged frame.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Dan said.
From the other room, Frank continued to dry heave, and Dan chuckled softly.
“Good luck with that one.”
Dan walked across the parking lot, feeling the cool breeze ruffle through his curly blonde hair. His face reddened as the Arizona heat hit his pores. He wiped his arm across his face and felt the perspiration moisten his skin.
He was exhausted. After a long day at work, he was looking forward to spending time with his wife and daughter. On a typical day, they would bring out some of the board games they had tucked in the closet, or enjoy a relaxing walk in the yard. He hoped today was no different.
He looked down at his cellphone, preparing for it to ring at any minute. Julie was punctual, and she’d be expecting him shortly. Within a few seconds, the phone lit up. He laughed to himself.
“Hello?”
“What’s so funny?” Julie demanded, but he could hear that she was in a good mood.
“Nothing, honey. I just knew you’d be calling. Right on time, as usual!” he kidded, reaching for his car keys.
“I’ve got your favorite meal on the stove. Quinn even helped with the potatoes.”
“I can’t wait! I’ll be there shortly.”
“I love you,” she said.
Dan hung up and inserted his key in the car door. The police vehicle was a 2006 Ford Crown Victoria. Given the size of St. Matthews, the town’s officers normally used their patrol cars as their primary mode of transportation. In the event of an emergency, they would be expected to spring into action at a moment’s notice.
Dan had rarely been required to do so. He kept his radio by the bedside table, just in case, but he couldn’t remember the last time it had woken him from sleep.
He often caught Julie staring at it before going to bed. He imagined she was having a silent chat with the device, warning it to stay silent.
Dan pulled out of the lot and into the roadway. He lived within 3 miles of the station, which provided a quick commute from work to home. Because of this, he used the time to unwind—to transition from his rugged exterior as a police officer into his role as father and husband.
He loved his position on the force, but Julie and Quinn were his main focus—the reason he woke up in the morning.