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“Pigeon pie for dinner?”
it made perfect sense and it made none.
Me literally in math
How could both positions be both wrong and right at the very same time?
“So, you should make sure your doors are locked up real nice and tight at night.”
“I’d say, game on, bitch. You underestimate my pow—”
“We’re not arguing. I’m just worried about you, OK? I want to keep you safe. I love you, always will. No matter how many times you almost give me a heart attack or a nervous breakdown. It’s just…” He drew off, his voice guttering out. “It’s scary, to know that someone might want to hurt you, or make you scared. You’re my person. My little one. My Sarge. And I’m supposed to protect you.”
“The Singh brothers clearly have a type.”
good thing you’re such an expert in murder.”
“Ravi, I know things. How do you not know by now that I know things?”
This town wasn’t big enough for the both of them. This world wasn’t. One of them had to go, and Pip was going to give one hell of a fight.
“Microwave him.” “Will you stop saying ‘microwave him’?”
“It sucks when someone puts something in your drink and then ruins your life, huh?”
The first thing she did was cry.
Was it reckless? Probably. Bravery to the point of stupidity, that’s you. But I thought it through and I didn’t overthink it. I acted, like you do. It’s what you would have done, Pip.”
Ravi had saved her,
Blood on her hands and a gun in her heart and the plan.
because he had chosen her and she had chosen him:
“No! No!” Ravi grabbed her tighter, wouldn’t let her go, burying his face in her coat. “No, don’t go,” he begged her. “Please don’t leave me. Please don’t go.”
