Stephanie could see the greed seep into the watery eyes of her father’s other brother, a horrible little man called Fergus, as he nodded sadly and spoke sombrely and pocketed the silverware when he thought no one was looking

Life isn't fair,' Skulduggery said. 'In my experience, death isn't so different.

She glared at him. 'I'm not weird like that. I'm good weird. I'm cool weird.' 'Yes,' he said doubtfully. 'Yes, you are.

You're not stealing anything, you're not breaking anything, so I'd guess you're Stephanie.

But I'm really enjoying my retirement. I get to sleep in every day. I do crossword puzzles and eat cake.

You look angry," he said. "You put me on hold." "For a very good reason." "You put me," she said very, very slowly, "on hold.

I'm fairly certain. I could be some ghastly hallucination, a figment of my own imagination