I shouldโve been furious, but for some reason I wasnโt. Maybe because I knew he was telling the truth. Maybe because Voron left me just like that, without the much-needed explanations. Maybe because things I had learned about him since his death had made me doubt everything heโd ever said to me. Whatever the case, I felt only a hollow, crushing sadness. How touching. I understood my adoptive fatherโs killer. Maybe after this was over, Hughโs head and I could sing โKumbayaโ together by the fire.
Ilona AndrewsWe have to get the Diamond. And Cesareโs head.โ They looked at me. โWhy the head?โ Doolittle asked. โBecause itโs easy to carry and I can torture it for a long time.โ And I didnโt just say it out loud, did I? I checked their faces. Yep, I did.
Ilona AndrewsWho snitched?" "We have people monitoring police radio frequencies. They gave Jim a heads-up in case our security had to storm PAD offices and bust you out of there. I found out when I saw Jim walking down the hallway snickering to himself.
Ilona AndrewsTiny gold sparks flared in his irises. "You're in my rooms in my bathtub naked and you're still mouthing off." Did he expect anything different? "Hey, I didn't kick or punch you in the throat. I consider this progress. And you haven't choked me again, which is some sort of record for you.
Ilona AndrewsBehind him Kaldar nudged Urow's youngest son. "Bet you he lasts at least thirty seconds." "Um..." Gaston looked at him. "No he won't." "Bet me something." "I don't have anything." Kaldar grimaced. "Pick up that rock." Gaston swiped the rock off the ground. "Now you have a rock. I bet this five bucks against your rock." Gaston grinned. "Deal.
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