Sapphire Flames (Hidden Legacy, #4)

by Ilona Andrews

“The Major never sleeps. Sometimes he rests his eyes while thinking deep thoughts.”

Bug dug in the desk drawer and fished out an ancient dog biscuit. “How old is that thing?” “It’s a Milk Bone. They’re like Twinkies, they don’t go bad.”

Alessandro squinted at the deer antler chandelier and drawled in a perfect imitation of a local, “Teeeksus.” I elbowed him and hissed, “Stop it.” Ahead of us, Linus turned. “People expect it.”