Anna looks over her shoulder and sees thousands of fiery orbs falling from the black Texas sky. Her eyes widen. She quickens her tired legs. The pendant cannot save her this time. She has to find cover, or she will be incinerated and everything will be lost. "Mitchell is going to be furious," she tells herself. "Why didn't I follow orders?" Anna's world changed when her mother, Marjorie, died overseas. Before that, she was like any seventeen-year-old living in San Diego. She played soccer, worked on her tan, and crushed on surfers. The day after the funeral, as Anna napped on the long bus...