“We have a chain of command,” says Martin. “Whoever’s below Obi takes over.” “Obi said Penryn should lead,” says a woman who helped carry the injured with me. “I heard him. He said it with his last breath.” “But the second in command—” “We don’t have time for this,” I say. “The angels are coming. At sunset tonight, they’ll hold a hunt that’s a contest for the largest number of human kills.”
