Jin's a Djinn slinging gin in a dive bar on the outskirts of Death Valley. Doing her best to hide in plain sight. She was next in line to the Djinn throne when something happened. Something bad. Before you ask and without giving anything away, by something happened, I mean my parents happened and by bad I mean horrific.
My very own Ward and June Cleaver, my mom and pop were Djinn. Bad Djinn. The kind that slaughtered monarchs and decimated entire...