Pines: Wayward Pines: 1 (The Wayward Pines Trilogy)

by Blake Crouch

It was when supper finally came—servings of green and brown goo compartmentalized on a shiny metal tray—and the phone didn’t that Ethan decided to leave.

Stop playing in this mans face.. but i have a suspicion that this "hospital" is merely a facade for something more sinister....

“What efforts are being made to locate this truck?” Ethan asked. “We got stuff in the works.”

They have concepts of a plan

Uncommonly beautiful.” God, he could still taste her.

What?

“Six-oh-four First Avenue. I’ll walk you over.” “No need.” “I want to.” “I don’t want you to.” “Why?” “Was there anything else you needed?”

Everyone in this town is so incredibly suspicious and it kills me that he doesnt see it?

Let her hand linger there a shade longer than she should have, hating herself for it, but God it’d been so long since she’d even touched or been touched by a man.

Girl be serious rn

Ethan was almost grateful he’d lost the machete, because he would’ve hacked these little shits into pieces.

Valid

Never in his life had he been so cold. At first, he feared it would keep him from sleep, his body shivering so violently in a failing effort to warm itself that he had to grasp the sleeves of the hoodie so he didn’t shake it off.

This made me laugh! Sorry!

The flexion of his stomach muscles was agonizing, compounded by the fact that they were integral to nearly every movement. But he pushed through the pain.

He deserves to live happily ever after at this point. No one can say he didnt earn it

“If I wanted to hurt you, Theresa, I would take you and your son in the middle of the night, and no one would ever hear from you again. But you already know this.

Is that not exactly what he did?