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.

That was my favorite dagger." She had a favorite dagger? Seriously? And she thought that I was a freak.

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

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.

Logan Quinn was the kind of guy who could stab me in the eye with a freaking Twizzler.

I'd be damned if I let him see the tears in my eyes.

I did not glow with the thrill of battle. Cringe, yes. Glow, no.