Daughters of Artemis

This is the way to execute a man. Listen up. Do not shut your eyes as you shoot-the man may move. Do not look into his eyes. He may attempt to seduce you. Do not give him time to speak. Do not shout a warning. Be swift. Go into the chamber. Kill the man. Drag his body to the incineration chute. And then leave with a smile. I've been there, Berlin Qualye. I know that if my advice were followed then no executioner would ever lose either her life, her maidenhood, or her mind. In a world laid waste by biological war, can one close family really change the course of history? And can one disturbed woman mastermind a plan that will turn utopia upside down?