Trent, do you have any weapons? Like a gun?โ He looked at me in disgust. โYouโre here to protect me,โ he said as he closed the distance between us and stood beside me. โYou didnโt bring a weapon?โ โYeah, I brought a weapon,โ I snapped as I brought my splat gun out and aimed it at the ceiling where the sounds were coming from. โI just thought that since youโre a freaking murderer you might have a gun, too (...)
Kim Harrison...treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can't until you do understand.
Kim Harrison[Jenks]"I think you're all screwy in the head," he said when Bis nodded his encouragement. "But go ahead. I've got Quen's number in my phone. I'll call him if you both explode in a flash of black underwear and money so I won't have to fly all the way home.
Kim HarrisonPeople ask me what I do in my spare time, and I look at them blankly, truly believing that I don't even have spare time, and if I did, I'd probably use it for something mundane, like chipping away at the mound of laundry rising to dangerous proportions in the back room.
Kim HarrisonWhat are you doing now?" Al questioned "Seeing if your circumcision is gone? It is. My expression went blank, and Trent hesitated. He looked at me, and I put a hand to my mouth, face flaming. "Oh. My. God. Trent. I'm sorry" "Um" Trent said, clearly at a loss. "Call me tomorrow," Al said seriously, "I've got a curse that will take care of that. Unless you like the snake in a turtleneck look
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