“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

she is residing in the deepest crater on the moon. We are leaving now. Because if my instincts are correct, your entire universe is about to shift today, Sofia. And so is mine.”

I piloted my armored black SUV out of the Brentwood enclave as though the hounds of hell were pursuing us. The pristine, tree-lined boulevards rapidly deteriorated into congested,continue reading …