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507 pages, Hardcover
First published August 28, 2015
“How easily the hunter can become the prey. All it takes is a new perspective.”
"When you're on the Demon Road, you dont really talk about the Demon Road. Its considered...crass. You can mention it, explain it, all that's fine.. but just talk about it. And don't call it that, either."
"Fine," she said. "What would you call it when I change?"
Glen's grin was immense " Getting horny."
"Oh, I hate you so much"
"It's the principle of the thing. Wherever possible, you do not antagonize serial killers. That's just a general rule of life."
Betty met her glare with one of her own. “This is your one chance. The only chance you’ll get. If you walk away, we’ll come after you, and I personally will eat your heart, young lady.”
Amber backed out of the door. “Love you, too,” she said, and ran.
“You see any rust?” Milo asked, not rising to the bait. “Storing an old car in this humidity is not generally a good idea, not for any length of time, let alone twelve years. But she’s different. She is pristine. Under the hood she’s got the 440 Six Pack, three two-barrel carburettors, and 390 horses. She’s a beast.”
“Yeah. Words. Cool.”
Glen jogged back. “What? What are you laughing about?”
“Nothing,” said Amber, trying to contain herself. “Did you learn anything?”
“No,” said Glen. “Turns out that old guy is German and doesn’t speak a word of English.”
“Then what were you arguing about?”
Glen looked puzzled. “How should I know?”
We're all monsters. Metaphorically, I mean. The whole human race. We hate, we kill, we do terrible things to each other and to the planet.
Twelve hours before Amber Lamont's parents tried to kill her, she was sitting between them in the principal's office, her hands in her lap, stifling all the things she wanted to say.'