I'd been a thriller reader all my life.

The third guy was different. He was what you got when you ate squirrels for four generations. Smarter than a rat and tougher than a goat, and jumpier than either one.

The first day of the rest of my life.

Everything you could want - action, suspense, character and setting, all floating on the easy lyricism of a fine writer at the top of his game.

I don't want to put the world to rights... I just don't like people who put the world to wrongs.

I have to warn you. I promised my mother, a long time ago. She said I had to give folks a chance to walk away.

He had fallen out of the ugly tree, and hit every branch.