hold on, terrible at this, so if this isn't what you wanted i'm sorry
Explanation:
The Vejah are everywhere in New York. (Yes, I put it in New York, everything's in New York.) You never know where they'll be, and you always pray that you never run into them. There's two parts of the Vejah. The minor group, the less organized segment, the one that only organized crimes and the occasional mass bombing, they're mostly a neighborhood terror. The second part of the Vejah is the most deadly. They're notorious for influencing the American government, and some say that the president is actually a member. But there's no evidence. Yet.
While reading it, did you feel happy or sad? The tone is basically the over all feel of the book; but from what I've heard about it, the book is actually kind of saddening.
