The Vector

It's the age of the home-made virus, and humanity is dying. It just doesn't know it yet.

Eva thought she could outrun the plagues, but she was wrong. The bio-hackers that ripped the world raw are targeting her hometown, and this time there may be no escaping it.

Now, hunted by police who think she's a hacker herself, Eva must brave the rotting city streets to find her mother before it's too late. But with a ruthless agent known as a "Healer" on the prowl, it may only be a matter of time before Eva becomes another victim of his blood-soaked carnage.

In this snowy, ash-strewn apocalypse, Eva's greatest fear is this new threat may not be coincidence at all... it may be personal.

"A gripping, scary viruscore tale!" — io9.com

"One of the most unique voices working in SciFi today." — Martin Gero, Creator of NBC's Blindspot

"I didn't study biology," Eva said clearly, then sat up a bit straighter, squinted at them like she was preparing for a storm.

"How long have you been making viruses?" Sobotka asked.

Eva didn't flinch. "I don't make viruses," she replied. "I'm a painter. I make—"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," interrupted Crew, waving his hand at her. "and the hitman's not a hitman, he's a plumber. You're not the first to dream up a cover, kid."