You in trouble?” Sam asks. The way he says it, I wonder if he’s thinking about how to get out of here if I am.

You're a pretty cool customer, huh?" says Agent Hunt. "I hide my inner pain under my stoic visage." Agent Hunt looks like he would like to put his fist through my stoic visage.

You carried my heart in your hands tonight," he said. "But I have felt as if you carried it long before that.

Death’s favorites don’t die.

If she was going to die, she might as well die sarcastic.

I wonder if he really could rationalize what I did to him, really treat betrayal like the slight transgression of a recalcitrant business partner. I wonder if I hurt him. If he can rationalize what I did to him, it’s easy to imagine how he rationalized what he did to me.

He runs to the sink to spit it out. I grin. There’s nothing quite as funny as someone else’s misery.