I gave her my deluxe I'll-Kill-You-Later stare.

Plus, humor ws a good way to hide the pain. And if that didn't work, there was always Plan B. Run aaway. Over and over.

Desjardins was literally fuming. His tattered robes still smoked from battle. (Carter says I shouldn’t mention that his pink boxer shorts were showing, but they were!)

Just for you non-sea-god types out there, don't go swimming in New York Harbor. It may not be as filthy as it was in my mom's day, but that water will still probably make you grow a third eye or have mutant children when you grow up.

We speak with one voice,” Walt said. “Especially on this matter. No one hurts Sadie Kane.

Are you crazy?" "Probably

Normally, as long as I'm telling him what to do, he wins in a fight.