So you can't live in Manhattan?' she asked. Amos's brow furrowed as he looked across at the Empire State Building. 'Manhattan has other problems. Other gods. It's best we stay separate.

Thanks for everything.” “As you wish,” the captain said. If axes could frown, I’m sure he would have. “Stay sharp,” Carter told him.

We were alone in a strange mansion with a baboon, a crocodile, and a weird cat. And apparently, the entire world was in danger. I looked at Sadie. “What do we do now?

I’m a cat. I respect the sanctity of sleep.

There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.

I've always liked the idea that writing is a form of travel. And I started my writing career as a mystery novelist for adults.

Sadie Kane here. If you're listening to this, congratulations, you survived doomsday.