Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.

The Bagshaw's blew up an armored truck one,' Gabrielle offered.

But in the end she merely shrugged, knowing at the very least it would be interesting. Knowing, in her gut, it might just be the beginning.

Because sometimes not liking someone is easier.

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

Excuse me, but aren't boys forbidden on this floor?' Macey said on our way to the suite. 'That's the advantage of being the only boy,' he (Zach) said. 'No one actually comes right out and makes rules like that.

Mr. Solomon was right the worst kind of torture is watching someone you love get hurt.