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Should you be captured, Adrianglia will disavow any knowledge of you and your mission.” “But you’ll miss me?” Erwin permitted himself a small smile. “Kaldar, I never miss.”
She was pretty sure that if you died in the South, you’d have a layover in Atlanta before you reached the afterlife.
She gave him a long, suspicious stare that said plainly that she trusted him about as far as she could throw him. “I bet you scheme even when you sleep.” “That depends on who I’m sleeping with.”
Ask a man how much a dollar is worth, and he’ll tell you, ‘Almost nothing.’ Try to take a dollar away from him, and you’ll get yourself a fight.”
Magdalene opened her laptop, typed something in a quick staccato, and the flat screen ignited, showing a smiling man in a suit. Early thirties, healthy tan, bright white teeth, salon-bleached hair. Handsome, but not overly. He had the kind of face that would make him a good vacuum salesman or a successful serial killer: open, honest, confident, and pleasant. Old ladies would judge him to be a “nice boy” and open their doors to him, no problem.
When you want to manipulate someone’s emotions, it’s better that people don’t know they’re being manipulated. They tend to take that sort of thing badly.”
Jack took a deep breath and forced himself to smile. “That’s okay. If I get in trouble, I’ll just mop up my tears with George’s hair.”
“You are all insane.” “They are,” Gaston said. “I’m good.” “You are holding a decapitated head in your lap!”
“That’s all right,” Cerise said. “Just stay close to us. If we get in trouble, we’ll kill everything.” Somehow, Audrey didn’t find that reassuring.
“My family has suffered enough. Kaldar has suffered enough. I just want him to be happy. Give him a chance. If it doesn’t work out, you can always find me and punch me in the face afterward.”
