You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?
Laurell K. HamiltonPower makes you a monarch, and all the fancy robes in the world won't do the job without it.
Laurell K. HamiltonI locked the door, for what good it would do me, and went to bed. The Browning Hi-Power was in its second home, a modified holster strapped to the headboard of my bed. The crucifix was cool metal around my neck. I was as safe as I was going to be and almost too tired to care. I took one more thing to bed with me, a stuffed toy penguin named Sigmund. I don't sleep with him often, just every once in a while after someone tries to kill me. Everyone has their weaknesses. Some people smoke. I collect stuffed penguins. If you won't tell, I won't.
Laurell K. Hamilton