It's not big," Veck said, "but it's flawless. That was important to me. I wanted to give you something...flawless
J.R. WardOn the chessboard of his godforsaken existence, the pieces were lined up, the play preordained. Man, so many times in life you didn't get to pick your path because the way you went was decided for you. Free will was such bullshit. -Vishous's thoughts
J.R. WardVishous: "...we both would slaughter anything that so much as startled you." Jane: "I'm scared of mice and spiders. But you don't need to use that gun on your hip to blow a hole in a wall if I ran into one, okay? Havaheart traps and rolled newspapers work just as well. Plus, you don't need a Sheetrock patch and plaster job afterward. I'm just saying.
J.R. WardA hand landed on his shoulder like an anvil. โHowโd you like to stay for dinner?โ Butch looked up. The guy was wearing a baseball cap and had some kind of markingโwas that a tattoo, on his face? โHowโd you like to be dinner?โ said another one, who looked like some kind of model.
J.R. WardThe human reached inside Wrathโs jacket and started pulling out weapons. Three throwing stars, a switchblade, a handgun, a length of chain. โJesus Christ,โ the cop muttered as he dropped the steel links on the ground with the rest of the load. โYou got some ID? Or wasnโt there enough room in here for a wallet, considering youโre carrying about thirty pounds of concealed weapons?
J.R. Ward