The Butcher's Masquerade (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #5)

by Matt Dinniman

And how is that machine greased? The universe’s four lubricants. Blood, tears, taxes, and lawyers.”

Donut gasped and started hopping up and down. “A pet beauty contest? A pet beauty contest? Oh my god, oh my god. Mongo!” Mongo looked up from Britney’s lap. “You’re going to follow in mommy’s pawsteps!”

“Donut, I know I’m doing some dangerous stuff. That’s never going to change. But I’ll consult you from now on if I can. I promise. I’m not going to leave you.”