I want you to go to the Ancient Languages Department at Trinity College tomorrow morning, Ms.Lane.
Karen Marie MoningHe just didn't look like the kind of creep that would messily murder a woman in her hotel room; he looked like the kind of creep that could line her up in the sights of an assassins rifle without a shred of emotion.
Karen Marie MoningSighing dismally, she acknowledged that some things just weren't humanly possible - not even Martha Stewart could fold fitted sheets.
Karen Marie Moning