When Hale's hand disappeared inside his tuxedo jacket, Macey wasn't exactly sure what he'd find inside the pocket. It could have been another phone or a breath mint. Really, nothing would have surprised her. Well nothing except... "Is that an earbud?" she whispered. He smiled. "Are you on comms?" "Shhh," he told her softly.

I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.

She'd absolutely adored the library_an entire building where anyone could take things they didn't own and feel no remorse about it.

It’s the people you hold closest who have the most power to make you bleed.

I'm the guy who happened to be home the night Kat came to steal a Monet."- Hale

That's cool." Hale nodded, unfazed. "But just so you know, that"---he pointed to the piece of metal peeking out from behind the stage---"is a Hurst 5,000 PSI hydraulic spreader-cutter, more commonly know as the Jaws of Life." "So?" "So I'm not a normal boy.

Turn," Liz said, trying not to hide her impatience at being forced to read at non-speed-of-light pace.