Eyes of the Void (The Final Architecture, #2)

by Adrian Tchaikovsky

Havaer had his gun out, just to establish what sort of team meeting this was going to be.

like swallowing down vomit.

As above, so below.

so their attempt to frogmarch her never quite got past the tadpole stage.

What was the use of a mad scientist if they suddenly decided to start making sane decisions?

Bring it, she thought. Things were about to get litigious.