Chimes at Midnight (October Daye, #7)

by Seanan McGuire

“. . . right.” I looked at the sheer number of books in my hands and managed, barely, not to wince. “It’s a good thing I didn’t have any plans for tonight.” Mags laughed. “Oh, don’t be cross. Knowledge must be earned, and sometimes this is the only way to do it.” She waved to Quentin and Tybalt. “Come along, gentlemen. We’ll get more knowledge ready for the fight.”

murmuring, “If anything troubles you, yell.” “If anything troubles me, I’ll stab it to death,” I said, and kissed him. “Go with the nice Librarian. Find the book that cracks the case.”

Half the things I’ve accomplished in my life have been because I was too pissed off to realize that they weren’t possible.