Good try, ya bugging shank. The Gathering elects Runners, and if you think I'm tough, they'd laugh in your face.

What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?

You’re so sweet,' Frypan said with a snort. 'Go ahead and die with Thomas. I think I’ll sneak away and enjoy living with the guilt.

He turned to look just in time to see the rain start falling out as if the storm had finally decided to weep with shame for what it had done to them.

I don't give a crap if you're a Tangent or a really smart llama. You're my friend and that's all that matters

Tomorrow," Minho added. "Somehow, some way.

The betrayal meant he couldn't trust her anymore, and his heart told him he couldn't forgive her.