I turned back to the mirror, seeing that there were no lines on it. It was empty. "What happened to my mirror?" I said, bewildered. Then realizing that I was looking at the back of the dumb thing, I swore and turned it over.
Kim HarrisonGet your hand off me,โ I exclaimed, voice loud with misplaced anger as I yanked away from his grip. โIโm a professional, not some distraught girlfriend.โ Well, I was that too, but I knew how to act at a crime scene.
Kim HarrisonWas using โdead-manโs-toeโ morally okay if the manโs relatives had knowingly sold him for parts?
Kim HarrisonThe small gargoyle had gone entirely white to match the ceiling, and only the rims of his ears, his long clawlike nails, and a thick stripe down his whip-like tail were still gray. He was crawling along the ceiling like a bat, wings held to make sharp angles and claws extended. It just about broke my creepy meter.
Kim Harrison