"We need to talk," Tal said. Then I knew it was going to go badly. 'We need to talk' is the conversational equivalent of walking into your basement without turning on the light, on a dark and stormy night, when a known psychopath is on the loose. You might as well cut to the chase and slit your own throat.
Chloe Diaz assumed three things: that when Tal said that she was one of The People sent from heaven to maintain the cosmic balance, it was code for 'I'm a pamphlet distributing, incense burning, religious weirdo;' that the gorgeous Seth Wilks would never be her soul mate and that she'd never have to choose between them. Chloe was wrong.
Now the future of the world is in her hands, but what if price is too great to pay?
