Too bad the smile was on the face of the wrong man.

Oh, Finn isn’t an assassin,” I cut in. “He’s much, much worse. He’s a banker.

Can you play the piano like Beethoven? Or sing like Carly Simon? Can you take fie pages' worth of quotes and turn them into a usable story ten minutes before deadline? I don't think so, unless you have more hidden talents I don't know about. We all have our special sills. They don't make us better or worse than each other. Just different

I know that maniacal twinkle in your eye. You're up to something Gwen," he said.

She doesn't even know how to kill things properlike? What kind of girl have you given me to, goddess?" Vic protested, fixing his eye on Nike once more. Nike let out a laugh. " Vic is a little bloodthirsty. You'll get used to it.

And that's when I snapped up my left hand and smashed him in the face with the hammer I'd grabbed.

I didn't know what would take my mind off the sexy Spartan, except for maybe a total lobotomy.