TETH DIDN'T HESITATE before diving to Eve's side, pressing a futile hand into the leaking wounds on her back. The man and woman with submachine guns didn't fire, but the man sneered down at him with a mask of pure hatred. Teth's mind raced, struggling to comprehend that which it could not bear.

She can't die, he thought. Please. Me before her.

"You don't remember me, do you?"

Teth looked up at the man holding the submachine gun.

The one who shot ...