I was so getting tired of fighting for my life in the library.

You're just jealous." "Hardly. Been there, done you. Adequate, but unremarkable.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

And I was stuck here at Warrior Freaks R Us.

Quite a crowd tonight, Gin. Usually, it's just you and Finn." I shrugged. "What can I say? I seem to attract minions wherever I go these days. Kind of like the Pied Piper." Behind me, Finn huffed out his displeasure. "Minion? I am most certainly not a mere minion. Head minion, perhaps. At the very least.

My heart lifted, and a matching grin curved my lips. He wanted to see me again. Maybe he really did like me after all. I felt like doing a happy dance, but of course, I was way too cool for that. I'd at least wait until I got back to my hotel room, alone, where no one would see.

I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique.