Perfect night, wasn't it?" "It could have been." I smiled up at him. "But you were there.
Kelley ArmstrongThe upshot of her tirade was that I was the devil's spawn and should be locked up in a tower before I unleashed hordes of the living dead to slaughter them all in their sleep. Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but not by much.
Kelley ArmstrongTo distract myself from thoughts of my father, i decided to check out the dead body.
Kelley ArmstrongHe had a newspaper rolled in his hand, bearing down on me like a puppy that had piddled on the carpet. "Bad Chloe,” I muttered. "What?” I’d forgotten his bionic hearing. “Bad Chloe.” I gestured at the rolled-up paper and put out my hand. “Get it over with.
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