The paranoid one's wards are still active. They keep me several feet from the building." "But not his car," I said, a smile tugging at my lips. Barrons would go nuts if he knew that V'lane had touched his Viper. And stretched out on it nude? He'd have an aneurysm.

Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.

The inspector ate only two of my tiny sandwiches: the first because he hadnt expected it to taste so awful; the second, I think, because hed thought surely the first must have been a mistake.

Werewolves? Oh please, just plain stupid. Who wants to get it on with a man ruled by his inner dog?

How dare the embodiment of her worst nightmare come packaged as her hottest fantasy?

I see God in a sunrise, not in repetitious ritual.

There was no lifeboat here in these deep, killing waters, not even a lighthouse, marking the way back to shore with its soft amber promise. There was only the storm of Barrons and the one I seemed to be, and if there were dark shapes moving in the waters beneath my feet that I should probably take a good hard look at and possibly reconsider trying to swim here, I didn’t care.