Aliens meets Under the Dome in this new post-apocalyptic novel from New York Times bestseller Lilith Saintcrow.
It could have been aliens, it could have been a trans-dimensional rift, nobody knows for sure. What's known is that there was an Event, the Rifts opened up, and everyone caught inside died.
Since the Event certain people have gone into the drift. . . and come back, bearing priceless technology that's almost magical in its advancement. When Ashe -- the best Rifter of her generation -- dies, the authorities offer her student, Svinga, a choice: go in and bring out the thing that killed her, or rot in jail.
But Svin, of course, has other plans. . .
How far would you go and what would you risk to win the ultimate prize?
Saintcrow (She-Wolf and Cub) dives into the psychologies of greed and survival in a flawed fantastical postapocalyptic adventure. For reasons still unknown, the Event took place, opening rifts filled with dangerous creatures and deadly phenomena. Governments quickly stepped in to explore, map, and exploit the rifts, despite understanding nothing about them. This gives rise to a small group of specialists called rifters who make their illegal livelihoods going where everyone else fears to tread. Eighty-six years after the Event, Svin is a rifter who was incarcerated with the worst of the worst in Guant namo Bay. A corrupt government official offers her freedom in exchange for leading a select team of scientists and soldiers to the Cormorant, the holy grail of rifting. Guided by clues left by her now-deceased lover and mentor, Svin must keep these men safe, despite their conflicting loyalties. Saintcrow's skill at intermingling moments of action, thoughtfulness, and outright horror ensures a thrilling lack of equilibrium. Unfortunately, the book is somewhat ponderous and occasionally dense, and multiple perspectives bring confusion rather than dimension.