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“Fifty-five percent darkness. Twenty-six percent human. Nineteen percent . . . unknown.”
“You are the Phoenix. You are the boogeyman of our world. If you cannot save us, who will?”
“What the fuck? I’m the best you’ll ever have, baby,” he growled. “Heard that before,” Dinah said. “Usually two minutes before they groan and say they’re done.”
“Oh,” Dinah said. “I’d bang him like a screen door.”
“Survive. No matter what you have to do, who you have to kill, what you have to agree to, you fucking survive. You can always make it better if you are alive. Can’t do much from the grave.”
I’d told him to fight when he could and run when he couldn’t. There was no shame in living, but Zee was right about the last bit.
This world was not survival of the fittest, but survival of the most adaptable.
“Greed and fear make people do stupid things. They make them agree to do things that normally they would never even consider.”
“That is the Phoenix we have all feared. You will destroy them now?” “Every last one of those feathered motherfuckers.”
“I met my grandmother.” I grinned as I said those four words. I couldn’t help it, and it was not a happy, yay for a family reunion grin. More like a I know all your secrets, little man grin and I’m going to use them to destroy you.
