If we have to be cat burglars, I'm going to see what' to steal in the fridge." We're trying to find evidence she's the poisoner. Just a thought before you start putting random things in your mouth." Ruth shrugged and walked past Val.

I'm afraid that whatever I touch is spoilt by the contact." "I'm not scared of being spoiled," Val said.

I got bored," he says. "Besides, you know what's creepier than walking around your dead brothers' apartment? Sitting alone in a hearse in front of his apartment.

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

Life is like licking Honey from a Thorn

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

Jones looks like he wants to slug me, which is only subtly different from his usual way of looking at me like I'm a slug.