Leviathan Wakes (The Expanse, #1)

by James S.A. Corey

He probed himself like a doctor searching for inflammation. Did it hurt here? Did he feel the loss there?

The big guy had fallen in behind Holden, his face a friendly cipher: No trouble, unless there was trouble, and then maybe a whole lot of trouble.

“Sure,” Holden said. “I just needed to feel sorry for myself for a minute. Let’s go get killed by the mafia.”