The Four Horizons

Six months ago, a cyberattack nobody claimed and a solar flare nobody predicted took down the American grid - and with it, the idea that there was still one country to hold together. What's left has split into four kingdoms, each ruled by someone who was never supposed to be in charge: a transit director rationing hope out of a Cedar Rapids garage, an oilman who'd rather burn the last barrel than share it, a dam commander willing to bury an army in snow to keep his mountains sealed, and a golden-voiced governor filling stadiums with a promise that sounds a lot like salvation - and isn't.

Ronan Carver just wanted to keep his sister fed and the trucks running. Instead he's flying reconnaissance through an iron sky, authorizing strikes he can't take back, and learning that the hardest choices don't feel like villainy while you're making them - they feel like math.

Because someone designed this collapse. Someone built an empire in the dark before the rest of the world even knew the lights were gone. And when the six-month truce runs out and all four quadrants converge on the one patch of ground still called neutral, the discovery waiting for them isn't an ending.

It's a hunting license.

Four kingdoms. One architect. Zero mercy.