THEY WERE DOOMED TO LOSE THE WAR.
Hailed in some circles as the next stage of human evolution and the devils work in others, few disputed that a predictive could make the difference in the ever-escalating stakes of the war.
There is just one problem…they are going to lose anyway, and Aterra’s security council is unwilling to accept this dire news.
Burdened with the knowledge her civilization is doomed to fall, Eva’s prediction lies ignored. While secret plans of escape to a distant planet far from the Federations reach are brought forward, the war reaches its zenith, and Eva will find herself embroiled in a desperate battle for control of the ILA system.
With political tensions mounting, Eva’s predictive capability might be Aterra’s only hope to slow the Federation’s destructive tide and save ILA’s besieged mining colony where her brother fights to survive.
Landon is the one they send in to manage a crisis. Insurgent troubles are rife in the empire’s administrative heart, they’ve just thwarted a terrorist attack, and the ever troubled Ila system is a step away from collapse. Unofficially, they call them death planet operations...because people have a tendency to die.
Tasked with bringing Ila back from the brink, the situation deteriorates further. The nearby moon base where cutting edge research was taking place has just been destroyed, and the mining planet is under Federation attack. They should be evacuating, but the military command is being cagey and changing protocol on the fly.
And that’s when the predictive turns up with her commands and demands and her haughty air of entitlement. Her brother has been a member of Landon’s team for a decade, so he knows the kind of mental trauma Eva leaves in her wake. But she breaks terrorists with a few well-chosen words and has military command wrapped around her finger, so she might be useful in this particular crisis...
