Staring at her daughter’s picture on the coffee table, she gently touches it and then covers her face to conceal tears. At that moment, Amy comes through the front door. Without acknowledging her mother, she keeps walking toward her dad. As much as Grace wants to believe that her daughter is just trying to avoid feeling pity, Amy is dispelling the myth that an infected woman cannot be a modern sss warrior. Terrified of chronic illness and premature aging, she has conditioned her mind to feel no empathy. The ideal profile for a police officer, Amy is the reincarnation of post-plague natural selection breed that will inherit the earth; at least, the infected earth, and that is good enough for ex-marine father and her reverend godfather Saint-Just.
Watching her daughter exert nervous energy
