Rose stared at the television screen, her eyes bright with a feverish glow as breaking news footage showed smoke billowing from Substation 12. The explosion had done exactly what she wanted. Chaos. Fear. The perfect beginning to Camille's downfall.

"It's beautiful," she whispered, running her fingertips over the screen as if caressing a lover. "Look at them scramble."

Herod stood behind her, his face ashen as he watched emergency vehicles rushing to the ...