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Sunday, July 28, 2013


The much anticipated final installment of the tale of
 ordinary people who survived the viral pandemic that killed most of the animal-life on Earth,
continues in the October release of

J. P. Dumont's
The Journey Trilogy
Book 3

Only available here, an excerpt from

 The Journey Trilogy 
Book 3 OCEANS - What We Make It

Excerpt from Chapter 4 

Sarah reached for the door and pulled.
Four armed men stood in her way. Two were the ones who’d kept her from leaving before, joined by two more, each looking equally lethal.
Sitting behind them, was another man in uniform, who seemed to be in charge.
“Let me introduce myself, Dr. Jones”, the man said without looking up.
“I’m General Mason.”
He stood up, still without looking at her.
He extended no hand, or cordial greeting. His arrogant demeanor spoke volumes and was well-schooled in intimidation.
“I’ve listened to Dr. Roslyn and now I’m going home.”
Sarah pushed attempted to pass by the armed men.
“No, Dr. Jones”, General Mason began, “you will not.”
On his silent command, two soldiers grabbed Sarah by the arms, tightly.
“Let go of me!” Sarah demanded.
“You see, Doctor”, the General began.
“This isn’t a visit.”
General Mason walked to the exit door which seemed to automatically open for him.
“Bring her.”
Sarah screamed and struggled, demanding to be let go.
Her distressed voice could be heard by those on the street as people started running toward her.
Jack was among those who ran toward Sarah’s abduction.
One of the men, who tightly gripped Sarah’s arm, lifted his sidearm and pointed it at the crowd.
Jack stopped.
“We are detaining Dr. Jones, indefinitely”, the General addressed his remarks to Jack Cooper.
“Jack”, Sarah pleaded, “stop this!”
The soldier now pointed his pistol at Sarah, bringing Jack and everyone else to a halt.
“Watch over Ruth,” she screamed, her eyes roaming the growing crowd.
Tears covered her face as she was pushed into the Hummer and driven away.
Jack ran to a motorcycle, and within seconds, was in pursuit.
He raced after the vehicle even though he saw a multitude of automatic weapons pointed toward him.
Jack never heard the rifle shot or the popping sound the tire made when a bullet decimated it.
Suddenly, his motorcycle flipped and was sliding across the asphalt. Jack was skidding and tumbling, as he felt bone and muscle twist. Jack’s skin lost the battle with the road, erupting in blood which cooled his road-burned flesh.  
Bloodied and barely conscious, Jack could see the vehicle, containing Sarah, pulling away.
Sarah was still cursing and screaming when they arrived at the airport. Tears of anger drenched her face as she struggled against restraint.
She was yanked from the Humvee but continued to struggle to get away. She knew if they managed to get her on the plane . . . she might never be seen again.
A man with a hypodermic walked calmly up to her and injected the needle into her neck.
Sarah went instantly limp and was dragged onboard the helicopter.
Jack lay sprawled on the road, slipping in and out of consciousness.
His body felt broken and he was unable to make it move.
He could hear the whining of the helicopter engines accelerating. He struggled to lift his head, to see the military convoy take off. He watched until he couldn’t see it anymore.   
His eyes closed to blackness.
Lydia had been in town with the girls, visiting and picking up butter and milk from the dairy.
She heard the commotion and immediately tucked the children in the butter room, before stepping outside to take a look.
She saw Sarah being forced into the Hummer and it speeding away.
“What’s going on?”
A few minutes later, she heard and saw the helicopters flying away from the airport.
Lydia gathered the girls and ran over to the diner.
Loud emotional filled voices filled the café.
Flo saw Lydia coming and hurried to meet her.
“This isn’t for the kids”, she said sweeping Allison out of Lydia’s arms while taking Natalie’s hand taking them to the adjoining room.
Rex ran into the diner and up to Lydia.
“I need your help!”
With those few words, he turned and ran back outside.
Lydia followed concerned with the blood covering his clothes.
Parked out in front of the diner was a Humvee.
In the back was Jack, bleeding and unconscious.
“Take him over to the vet’s office”, Lydia instructed.
“I’ll go in and get some help carrying him.”
Rex drove across the street to the unused veterinarian office. Lydia ran back inside the diner.
Motioning and yelling for Bubba to follow her Lydia went back outside. Both Flo and Bubba came out. Lydia instructed Bubba to go help Rex get Jack onto the exam table of the veterinarian’s office.
Bubba ran across the street and down the alley.
Rex was waiting for him, with the now, semi-conscious, Jack.
Lydia asked Flo to send someone out to the house to get Jed. She told Flo, “Tell Jed to take care of the girls and, under the circumstances, tell him to find a place in town for the night.”
Lydia paused to catch her breath.
“It might be best to have everyone come into town considering this newest development.”
Lydia left Flo and ran to tend Jack’s injuries. She suspiciously wondered what involvement he’d had, in the day’s events.


The Journey Trilogy Book 1
 The Beginning - Pena Spring

The Journey Trilogy Book 2
 Discovery - Angel's Wood



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