I'm still picking pockets--I just do it as legally as I can. Being married to a cop limits certain activities.

I promised myself that no matter where I went, what I did, I'd never take anything for granted again.

Fate. You could never anticipate it.

Have McNab take the edge if you need one. Can he handle bad cop?" "He does it really well during personal role-playing games when I'm the reluctant witness.

You--Roarke." Eyes watering, she reached for more tissue. "Jesus, Eve. Jesus Christ, you never sleep with anybody. And you're telling me you slept with Roarke?" "That's not precisely accurate. We didn't sleep.

When something comes easy, you usually let it go the same way.

Marry me, Rebecca...You might as well say yes. I'll just talk you into it.