She-Wolf and Cub

A cyborg assassin opts to save—not take—her target's life, in this post-apocalyptic adventure by the author of Afterwar and the Dante Valentine series.

Her name is unimportant. She is her job: a liquidator. Deep in debt for cyborg modifications, the agent eliminates whatever target she's given. It's a relatively simple job—until now. Her latest assignment is to kill a child, and she can't refuse—because refusal means Dismissal, a fate worse than death.

Instead, the operative smuggles her target out of the city, away from his corporate caretakers. But little Geoff is a gifted, genetically engineered, profitable experiment, and everyone—bounty hunters, fellow cyborgs, brain-fried cannibals, and other monsters—is desperate to get their hands on him.

The agent may be practically indestructible, but she's about to test her limits.

Hell hath no fury like a mother protecting her own . . .

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She-Wolf and Cub

A cyborg assassin opts to save—not take—her target's life, in this post-apocalyptic adventure by the author of Afterwar and the Dante Valentine series.

Her name is unimportant. She is her job: a liquidator. Deep in debt for cyborg modifications, the agent eliminates whatever target she's given. It's a relatively simple job—until now. Her latest assignment is to kill a child, and she can't refuse—because refusal means Dismissal, a fate worse than death.

Instead, the operative smuggles her target out of the city, away from his corporate caretakers. But little Geoff is a gifted, genetically engineered, profitable experiment, and everyone—bounty hunters, fellow cyborgs, brain-fried cannibals, and other monsters—is desperate to get their hands on him.

The agent may be practically indestructible, but she's about to test her limits.

Hell hath no fury like a mother protecting her own . . .