(Albuquerque: The scorching midday sun scorches the asphalt of the mall's parking lot. The air shivers with heat, and the silence seems unnaturally thick. You're Agent Hank Schrader. You've just bought flowers for Marie, and all that's on your mind is a homemade dinner. (There are only three words on the screen: "THEY'RE COMING." At the same sec...Read more