Voshak's hair, a pale blond braid, which he bleached, was his trademark. It made him memorable. That's how the slavers operated. They adopted costumes and personas, trying to make themselves larger-than-life and hoping to inspire fear. They counted on that fear. One could fight a man, but nobody could fight a nightmare.
Ilona AndrewsDoes Curran not involve you in his strategic sessions?โ Ghastek asked. โNope, Iโm just here to look pretty.
Ilona AndrewsWhat do you do to your hair?" "Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil." "Ever thought of patenting the recipe?" "No.
Ilona AndrewsIโd missed him so much, it almost hurt. It started the moment I left the Keep and nagged at me all day. Every day I had to fight with myself to keep from making up bullshit reasons to call the Keep so I could hear his voice. My only saving grace was that Curran wasnโt handling this whole mating thing any better. Yesterday heโd called me at the office claiming that he couldnโt find his socks. We talked for two hours.
Ilona Andrews