New Release -- WANTED: DEAD OR REVIVED by Clay More -- Giveaway!

As the Civil War rages, Confederate Army surgeon Oscar Chamberlain uses his years of research to invent his Regen formula—a medicine so powerful it can promote healing at unheard-of speed. With this incredible discovery, he will revolutionize medicine, and hopes for the ultimate victory by the Confederacy.

But when a crude and tainted sample of his formula falls into the wrong hands, a devastating plague, more virulent than any other contagion known to mankind, is released. It spreads like wildfire, afflicting both armies, leading to cessation of hostilities between the North and the South in what becomes known as The Great Stalemate.

With Chamberlain being blamed for the Revenant Plague, both President Andrew Johnson and President Jefferson Davis agree that he must be found and brought to justice.  Somehow, a cure must be discovered—or the entire country will become infested with the walking dead. In desperation, they turn to a medium and a ghost catcher to lead them to the man who is WANTED: DEAD OR REVIVED…

EXCERPT

Brush Creek, Missouri, October 1864

     Throughout the morning, Captain Beauregard Sanders had led from the front in the hard fighting at Brush Creek, which ran perpendicular to the Kansas-Missouri border. With his goatee beard and mane of red hair, his unquestioned courage, his passion for the cause and his ferocity in battle, his men respectfully called him Captain Barbarossa. His cavalry company, part of General Joe Shelby’s renowned Iron Brigade outflanked and drove the Federals back across the icy-edged creek. With his sabre in hand and the blood lust upon him, he was intent on doing whatever it took to win the day.      With the enemy retreating into the mist before them, he turned and signaled Lieutenant Carstairs to come toward him for instructions.

     Then, the unexpected happened.

     Two simultaneous explosions shrouded the lieutenant, his mount and two other troopers in a blinding flash, bringing instant death and scattering mud, blood and body parts in all directions.

     Sanders immediately understood from whence they had come. He looked upward and saw the basket of the balloon high overhead, the Ketchum grenade hurtling downward.

     The mist! We never knew their damned balloon was there!

     He had no time to maneuver as he was engulfed in the blast of the second explosion. He felt the agony of burning shrapnel as he flew through the air, thrown from his horse.

     Damned Yankees! Damned balloons! Damned… 

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