Lights Out (Into Darkness, #1)

by Navessa Allen

My mom called this “fur therapy” growing up. She’d come home from a long day of work, and before saying hi to Dad or me, she’d head straight to a cat and snuggle them until they started to squirm.

On principle, I didn’t trust anyone who didn’t like cats, so they’d never be around to judge me anyway.

“Are you saying that the couple who commits homicide together, stays together?” He snorted. “Too wordy. I prefer the couple who slays together, stays together.”