It was a joint, which put it one slippery step up from a dive.

Why would I kill someone I don't know, when I know so many people who irritate me, and havent't killed any of them?

Three weeks hadn't changed Cop Central. The coffee was still poisonous, the noise abominable, and the view out of her stingy window was still miserable. She was thrilled to be back.

Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

There's no reward without work, no victory without effort, no battle won without risk.

I have to say you don't look anything like a policewoman." Maxia's perfect eyebrows arched as she gave Eve's dress a quick scan. "Leonardo dresses you, doesn't he?" "No, I usually do it myself.

Because when you hate something, you stop doing it.