Firefight (The Reckoners, #2)

by Brandon Sanderson

“Every organization needs both good chefs and good morticians. The two great constants of life. Food and death.”

how was I supposed to react to a girl who didn’t immediately seem like she wanted to shoot me?

This time, when she’d pointed it at me, she’d flicked the safety on. If that wasn’t true love, I don’t know what was.

“We sometimes forget how human he is, David. He’s just a man, despite it all. A man full of feelings that, at times, don’t make sense. We’re all like that. We want what we can’t have, even when we have no right to demand it.”

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I was way bigger than she was. Wasn’t I supposed to win in a fight? True, I didn’t have much hand-to-hand training, and she seemed to have…well, more than “not much.”