Everyone wants to be the one calling the shots. It's practically the definition of a life well lived. But what if the seat of control is a trap, and the freest-feeling choice you make quietly puts you in chains? An ancient story about two brothers, an ignored warning, and a crime in a field suggests that something has been hunting human beings since the beginning, and it knows your name. Before you can fight it, you'll have to answer one question honestly: who have you been obeying?