Blog Tour · Extract

#BlogTour#Extract The End Of The Road By Anna Legat @lovebooksgroup #lovebookstours @LegatWriter @crookedcatbooks

Hello, Book Dragons! Today I would like to welcome you all on my stop of the Blog Tour for The End Of The Road By Anna Legat and I would like to share an extract from the book, with all of you. Thank you very much to Kelly from Love Books Group for the invitation. Please do show some love to all the wonderful book bloggers on this blog tour by following and sharing their work. 🙂

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Publisher: Crooked Cat / Darkstroke
ISBN13: 979-8654845160
Genre: Dystopia
Release date: 30 07 2020
Price*: Kindle £2.99 (GBP)/  Paperback £6.99 (GBP)
Kindle $3.91 (USD)/ Paperback $8.99 (USD)
Pages: ~ 223
You can get this book here:
Amazon UK
Amazon US


Description of the book: The fight for survival has begun.

All-out war spins out of control, and it doesn’t discriminate. Governments fall, continents are obliterated, deadly viruses consume everything in their path, and what’s left of humanity is on the run. Caught in this global refugee crisis are a few unlikely survivors.

Tony, a philandering London lawyer, escapes the doomed city and his own murky past as he evacuates to the continent.

A hapless flock of Belgian nuns prays for a miracle as they watch their city turn to rubble.

Bella, a naïve teenager, thinks she is going on holiday when her father drags her across the globe to New Zealand.

Reggie, a loyal employee of a mining corporation, guards a hoard of diamonds in the African plains, fending off desperate looters.

Alyosha, a nuclear scientist, has been looking for the God-particle in Siberia, but now the world is at an end, he wishes to return home to Chernobyl.

A pair of orphaned children are cowering in the Tatra Mountains, fearing the sky will fall in on them.

Will they find an escape route before it is too late? Or are they doomed to fail?

Extract – The End of the Road: Agnes

A large, four-wheel drive was parked carelessly across the street, with its doors wide open. Agnes glimpsed a stash of litter on the floor and, to her stupefaction, a large machete type knife on the passenger seat. She gave the vehicle a wide berth and continued towards the sound of Sister Veronique’s cries. Then she saw her.

She saw her paper-white body, a body that had never seen the sun, exposed to public ridicule. Sister Veronique had nothing more on than her badly torn tunic, hanging in ribbons from her hunched shoulders. Her knees were bleeding. Her face was a picture of bewilderment, terror and despair. Her veil and her cap had both been removed; she was tearing her fingers into her thin, white hair, and she was moaning and wailing. Two men wearing hoodies and loose denim trousers were pushing and shoving Sister Veronique, passing her from one to the other like a beach ball. Each time she fell within the grasp of one of them, he would tear another piece of clothing from her body. One of them had put Veronique’s veil on his head, the other one was wearing her rosary for a necklace. They were taunting her, shouting at her words that Agnes could not understand.

It might have been the shock of what she was witnessing; it might have been that they were speaking in an unfamiliar dialect, or even a foreign language. Whatever the exact words were, the message was clear: they were throwing handfuls of abuse at the old woman – explicit, nasty abuse. One of them, just as Veronique slipped and landed on her knees in front of him, grabbed his crotch suggestively and thrust his hips in her face. There was something in that precise moment that threw Agnes back in time, to the day that she thought she had forever banished from her mind. She saw – vividly and sharply – something that Claudia had done that day, something that Agnes should have done years earlier. And now, Agnes seized her opportunity to redeem herself. With a calm mind and purposeful pace, she walked back to the vehicle parked across the road, picked up the machete from the passenger seat, and marched towards the two hoodlums. Without a warning, she plunged the knife into the first man’s back; it went in as if his body were made of butter. She pulled it out of him, letting his corpse fall to the ground. The other man charged at her, pointing something in her face – a gun probably. It went off, but the man’s hand was shaking, and he missed. She took a wide swing and slashed across his neck. His head came off just like that…

Sister Veronique shrieked.

Agnes hadn’t meant for her to witness the execution, but there was no time to prepare the ground and protect Sister Veronique’s innocence. With the last of the strength she had in her old, rheumatic body, Veronique heaved herself to her feet and attempted to run. She couldn’t run far, but that wouldn’t stop her. By now she must have been out of her mind with panic.

“Sister Veronique wait, please!” Agnes dropped the machete and ran after her. There was a scuffle when she caught her. Perceiving Agnes as a cold-blooded killer and herself as the killer’s next victim, Veronique was defending herself with all her might. Which wasn’t much. Agnes grabbed her hands and pressed them together. “Sister Veronique, shhh. It’s me. It’s only me. Let me take you home.” She pulled the old woman into her arms and held her firmly.

P1040507 (3).JPGAbout the author: Anna Legat is a Wiltshire-based author, best known for her DI Gillian Marsh murder mystery series. A globe-trotter and Jack-of-all-trades, Anna has been an attorney, legal adviser, a silver-service waitress, a school teacher and a librarian. She read law at the University of South Africa and Warsaw University, then gained teaching qualifications in New Zealand. She has lived in far-flung places all over the world where she delighted in people-watching and collecting precious life experiences for her stories. Anna writes, reads, lives and breathes books and can no longer tell the difference between fact and fiction.
Website: / Twitter: @LegatWriter

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