Contents
Praise for the CAPITAL FALLING Trilogy
ABOUT
CAPITAL FALLING
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Epilogue
CAPITAL FALLING 2 - DENIAL
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Epilogue
CAPITAL FALLING 3 - RESURGENCE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 12
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Epilogue
ALSO BY LANCE WINKLESS
Praise for the CAPITAL FALLING Trilogy
A Fantastic Read
“Loved the first book and could hardly wait for the next instalment, I was not disappointed. This book is fantastic, a real page-turner. I could hardly put it down. A must read for all Zombie genre fans. I can’t wait for the next book.”
Well, that was amazing!!
“I’ve never read zombie genre before but this has been absolutely brilliant! I never knew I would cry over zombie literature but I have with this, laughed, cried, every emotion possible, in me from start to finish of this trilogy. The only thing I can say I’m disappointed with is ......... The End! I am now going to sit & gather myself together and just enjoy what I have read. Thank u soooooo much for the incredible journey I’ve been on from your wonderful work! Keep it up and if any future books come then I will be pre-ordering them irrelevant of genre, as it’s become perfectly clear to me I need to open up my options now, well done, you’re a star!”
Excellent again
“Another great read from this up and coming author. Superbly constructed and it had me hooked from page one. In fact, I read it over 2 nights and couldn't put it down until it was finished. Excellent stuff…. bring on the next one”
Fantastic what more can I say!
“Another fantastic book, couldn’t put it down. Gripped from start to finish. Keep up the good work Lance Winkless. I look forward to a whole lot more. Please don’t put the pen down for too long..”
ABOUT
Lance Winkless was born in Sutton Coldfield, England, brought up in Plymouth, Devon and now lives in Staffordshire with his partner and daughter.
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By Lance Winkless
CAPITAL FALLING
CAPITAL FALLING 2 – DENIAL
CAPITAL FALLING 3 – RESURGENCE
THE Z SEASON – KILL TONE
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CAPITAL FALLING
For
Zoe
Luke and Lucy
And my inspirational mum, Barbara
Chapter 1
A massive blast hits, the wall on my right exploding. The force blasts me sideways off my feet, and I’m hitting the ground hard, covered in rubble. My head is spinning, ringing.
Bullets screech overhead, thudding into the wall behind me, enshrouding me and in yet more debris and cloying dust, my nostrils and throat now thick with concrete, slowly choking me.
Another RPG hits the outside wall; the explosion is huge and the two men taking cover there are instantly gone, blown apart as if they’d just been a mirage, their bodies scattered fragments plastered in the dust of unimaginable—but thankfully, fleeting—agony.
Then I'm suddenly staring through the dry dust haze at a crescent moon with bright twinkling stars beneath it—exactly where the wall used to be. And then reality floods back. The twinkling stars are bloody muzzle flashes sending more shit our way.
"Andy, Andy, you okay? Andy, talk to me, wanker!"
Rick is standing over me, shouting. He grabs my arm, pulling me free, tugging me out from beneath lumps of brick and shards of wood, bullets still thudding by my head and into what is left of the wall. I give him the thumbs-up, about all I can manage. Now, kneeling on the floor in amongst the debris, looking up at him, no words coming.
This is not the first time he has had my back, a favour which is returned by me on a regular basis. His face is matted in dirt and dust and his helmet is black, singed from the explosion, but the lucky bastard still has that reassuring look on his face, as if nothing is going to touch us!
Then, WHAP—Rick’s face erupts outwards covering my own face and chest in his blood and brain matter, and bone.
“Daddy….. "
“Rick!" I scream, "Rick!"
"Daddy! Dad, Dad."
Emily!
Sitting bolt upright, covered in sweat and my whole body shaking, I'm in bed, and I cry out still. But I hear only, "Dad."
Throwing my covers back as my hand trembles clutching onto them, I hustle myself from my warm cocoon and stumble—still shaking—my skin wet and cold, quivering in the darkness.
Quickly, I go into Emily's room and from the glow of her nightlight, see her sitting up in her bed, gazing at me, worry and concern etched on her face.
"Daddy, I heard you shouting out again in your sleep. You were calling for Rick."
"I know sweetie. I'm sorry I woke you again. I try to stop it, you know."
I feel helpless and ridiculous.
Sitting on the edge of her bed now, she simply looks up to me, smiling. Smiling like always.
"Well, they were just dreams
