DON’T LOOK UP. THEY KNOW YOUR FACE. Halcyon Slavic is a Christian and a drone-tracker, relying on her independence and society’s apathy to live life her own way. As long as she keeps her faith private, she’s free to believe what she wants. But her second life monitoring Budapest’s massive system of surveillance drones is a short fuse. When a drone appears at her window one night, she knows the fuse is lit, and abandons mainstream society to fight back against the eyes in the sky. But her new life hits her with more than she bargained for. She finds herself hiding in a semi-secret community of Christians who simply want to live upright lives away from the world’s lies and suspicion. These saints of the slums want nothing to do with reckless anti-government fanatics who spend their nights sniping the city’s drones out of the sky. Halcyon hides a double-edged secret. And her hunter has followed her. Can Halcyon manage balancing her new life in a strange community while keeping one eye on the sky? Or will she be caught unawares by this elusive and secret threat from the airspace over her only place of refuge?

The strongest lies are invisible. Halcyon Slavic wanted to disappear. That was why she ran away from society in the first place. She could slip under the radar, do what she believed was right, be whoever she wanted to be. In her smothered world, these simple desires all require some degree of anonymity. Yet when she accidentally discovers that she has in fact, no legal identity on the world-wide database, something changes. Apparently, the facts of her own identity are being hidden, but why? In a fevered search for the answer, Halcyon leaves the shadows of District Three Point five and returns to the exposure and control of the world she was raised in—a world that dangles by a fragile string of well-told lies. She’s come to get the answers. She’s come to pull the mask off. And she’s come to wreck the equilibrium in ways she never thought she could.

Sometimes it’s best to let sleeping dogs lie. Halcyon Slavic’s brush with the hostility of mainstream society has left her scarred and wary. As the darkness of winter slowly lifts, she only wants to continue her drone-sniping in secret. But dark places are disappearing all over Budapest, and District Three point Five can’t be spared. Soon, they’ll be under the same oppressive drone-grid Halcyon came to escape from. In the midst of the stir, a monster of another kind emerges behind Three Point Five’s back. A canid robot takes the Enclave’s eyes from the sky to the streets. And before they can be certain what it’s come for, it’s made its first kill. The drone-snipers are forced to face a new reality. Three Point Five is changing. Chaos lurks around every corner. The police won’t lend their aid. And the Christians are stalked by their most deadly threat to date: They’re called hellhounds.

The man with a million eyes likes it like that. In the wake of her violent encounter with the Baskerville Hound, Halcyon struggles to adjust. Her bionic eye has its advantages, but she can’t shake the suspicion that something strange is going on in the background of its workings. And she doesn’t sleep well at night. She’s going to have to get out of her own head if the Enclave is going to address the fast-growing dangers in Three Point Five. The new drone-hive is operational, and restrictions are tightening on the Christian community to new extremes. And as pressure from outside intensifies, tension on the inside amps up. The question of how to confront the lurking oppression overhangs everything. And when it comes to fighting back, how far is too far? Halcyon’s unexplained dreams turn out to be a bit more than they seem at first. Someone is trying to get at Three Point Five from the inside. Her all-seeing eye has made her a target. Now, she finds herself dangerously close to becoming what she fears the most—another roving camera.