Wow," Liv said, when I dropped the mallet back into the drawer. "That looked like fun. I call dibs on the next over-the-top destruction of evidence.
Rachel VincentYou don't know me. Don't ever think you know me. The only things you know about me are the things you made me do, and that illustrates your character, not mine.
Rachel VincentI want you, Kaylee, like I’ve never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn.
Rachel Vincent