After I murdered Jackson, I immediately set out for New Zealand, dredging up my old contact for a new identity. I hadn’t learned another language yet to be able to go somewhere else successfully, and New Zealand was still relatively secluded. I could hear the world news but not necessarily participate in it.
I spent a total of ten years in New Zealand. While the war never found me, it was devastating to the entire world. Two nuclear bombs were dropped, both of them in the United States. The U.S.A. was reduced to a small section of states, and the spoils of war were divided up.
Canada and Great Britain ended up getting most of the original thirteen colonies, as well as Alaska. The one nuke had been dropped in D.C., so basically everything south of that was sort of left to Russia and North
