The Blast from the Past (Riley Thorn #3)

by Lucy Score

“What the hell happened in here, Santiago? Was there some kind of struggle?” Detective Kellen Weber strolled into the room, his hands in his suit pants pockets. “That’s Nick’s housekeeping style,” Mrs. Penny said through a mouthful of beef and refried beans.

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“That is not a helpful approach to leadership.” It was like she was trying to teach a throw pillow how to make hollandaise.

Jasmine spun her and the chair around so Riley was facing the mirror. “You forgot one thing.” “What’s that?” Sesame asked, popping up over Riley’s other shoulder. “That you are Riley Fucking Thorn—sidebar: if that’s your real middle name, I’m going to be so happy—and Riley Fucking Thorn takes care of herself.

I might worry you and I might make you doubt your taste in men on occasion, but I never want to remind you of that spray-tanned puppet.”

“Yeah, but without my powers, I’d have to do it the old-fashioned way. How much trouble can I get into spying on a teenage psychopath?” Riley asked. “A medium amount.”

“When did she get a king-size bed? Is this rug real fur?” she asked as she sank ankle-deep into the thick tangerine-colored area rug. “It looks like she skinned a Muppet,” Nick grumbled.