Just when I think things are finally starting to calm down, I come face-to-face with my long-lost twin .
Turns out, being a Daughter of Death is a whole lot more than just kicking ass and taking names.
There are things like rules.
and responsibilities.
Oh yeah, and let's not forget the monster that's killed me in all my past lives.
That's a thing, too.
There's also this teensy little problem: James may be gone but the distrust he created.