The Book of Secrets (The Last Oracle #1)

by Melissa McShane

It had been a surprise when someone actually bought a book. I didn’t think anyone was brave enough to squeeze between the shelves.

Oo

“No need. Your resume is exactly what we’re looking for.” “But…” I felt, perversely, as if I should talk him out of it. “My resume is practically empty.” “Which means you don’t have any bad habits to unlearn.” “That can’t be a solid basis for hiring someone!”

:) honest

“No computer. We don’t have any need for them.” Mr. Briggs indicated a smaller desk behind his own. On it was an electric typewriter in a pebbly beige case. I’d seen ones like it before. In a museum.

Ooh changing the ribbon will be fun

“I’m blaming him for being so close-mouthed we might lose the most important resource we have in this war. Sit down. You look like you’re about to faint.” “I’m not going to faint,” I said, outraged, “but I’m thinking seriously about punching you in the face.”

Can't blame her

I knew too little about what she was talking about to be horrified by it. And disbelief… I always hated it in books where the heroine is presented with evidence of a mystical world and then spends the next two hundred pages insisting it’s all a hoax. “You mean… Like some kind of natural resource?” I said.

Yay roll with the punches girl. I totally agree

“You realize your failure could be catastrophic to this war,” Campbell said. “I ought to insist you stop now.” “You had your chance. Why didn’t you?” “I dislike William Rasmussen too much to give him any sort of victory. I realize that’s a personal flaw.” “I take it you’re on opposite sides.”

Oo Weird seeing my name on the baddies

“I’m just curious. I was in training to be the next custodian. I think it’s only natural—”

So who exactly was training her? Why doesn't she ask? Do they have the book?