But I'd much rather face a dozen assassins like LaFleur any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.

The two men eyed each other. Assessing strengths. Looking for weaknesses. Measuring dicks once again

This is really good,” Donovan Caine said, attacking his third strawberry pancake. “You sound surprised,” I said. He shrugged. “I just didn’t think an assassin would be able to cook like this.” “Well, I do get lots of practice with knives. You could say I’m multitasking.” The detective froze, his fork halfway to his mouth. “I’m kidding. I enjoy cooking. It relaxes me.

I might be an assassin, but never let it be said I wasn't as gracious a hostess as the next gal.

It was better to know what people were really like than put your trust in someone who just wanted to hurt you in the end.

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

But I'd much rather face a dozen assassins like LaFleur any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.