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“The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.” ― Jodi Picoult.

Gwen Wulf~ Present day

Crossing my arms, I lean back in my chair and turn to the woman who I used to consider a friend. “Can I ask what cities you intend to destroy?”

“LA, Houston, DC, Chicago. Why? Does it matter?” As the woman steps from the dark to stand behind me, the download reads 90%.

My hands shake so badly I sit on them. “My daughter lives near here. I’d like to send her away before you set off the pulse.”

“Goodbye, Gwen.” She raises her gun.

After her shot rings out, I take a deep breath.

How long do you suppose it takes the brain to register it’s dead?