You called me at four thirty-four....I hate four thirty-four. I think four thirty-four should be banned and replaced with something more reasonable, like, say, nine twelve.
Darynda JonesIโm Charlotte Davidson: private investigator, police consultant, all -around badass. Or I couldโve been a badass, had I stuck with those lessons in mixed martial arts. I was only in that class to learn how to kill people with paper.
Darynda JonesYou were the one who hit me on the roof? I hit you on the jaw. We just happened to be on a roof at the time.
Darynda JonesOh, my god!โ I said to Reyes, my eyes radiating accusations at him. โShe took your picture? Just what kind of game are you playing? Youโre under arrest, mister.โ His mouth tilted and a dimple emerged on one cheek as I took his wrist and threw him against a wall. Or, well, urged him toward it. I held him against the cool wood with one hand and frisked him with the other.
Darynda JonesSurely my macking on some guy in an insane asylum wouldn't hurt him. He'd been living with his stalker, for heaven's sake.
Darynda JonesCookie dropped her purse and tried to catch it midair. In the process, she knocked over a vase. When she lunged for the vase, she slipped on the tile and overturned an entire table. A lovely handblown piece of glass flew in my direction, and all I could think as I caught it was, Really? Again? We were going to have to practice muscle control.
Darynda Jones