Kincaid, evidently exhausted himself, drew a gun, took the safety off, placed it on his chest, and went to sleep too. "It's cute," I whispered to Murphy. "He has a teddy Glock.
Jim ButcherJust like credit card companies, or those student loan people. Now there's evil for you.
Jim ButcherUh, the Council," I said. "Big shock, they aren't helping." Murphy looked like she might be asleep, but she snorted. "So we're on our own." Yeah." Good. It's more familiar.
Jim ButcherI may have had good reasons. I may have had the best of intentions. But intentions arenโt enough, no matter how good they are. Intentions can lead you to a place where youโre able to make a choice. Itโs the choice that counts.
Jim Butcher