The first snow fell on Boston like a joke nobody got. By then, the power had been out for three weeks, and the only things burning brighter than the trash barrels on the street were the tempers of …

The Gulf Coast burned, and the refineries pumped black smoke into the sky like funeral pyres. Texas said they were hers. Louisiana called that bullshit. The Navy sat offshore, guns trained on both,…

The desert smelled like blood and gunpowder. A hot wind kicked up dust along I-15, where the remains of a refugee caravan smoldered. Sergeant Elias Cade crouched behind the husk of an overturned se…

The lights died first. One moment, the Pentagon’s war room hummed with the electric buzz of monitors, the next, nothing. Not even the emergency backups kicked in. Colonel Elias Voss knew what it wa…