Her family called her Hilda, before the war, before the Great Wulf murdered them all with his mind. Now the war is over, Europe is in ruin, and the remaining Nazis have scattered. Hilda hunts them, but really, she hunts him. And thanks to an old friend, she has tracked him to Argentina. She’s supposed to kill him, but she’s not sure if she can. She won’t know until they’re face to face, until it’s time for one of them to die.