Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries Quotes
Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
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“Rule Number Five: Never repeat yourself. Don’t kill two husbands, two bosses, or two landlords. Never kill two people the same way. Repeating creates patterns and patterns create suspicion. Avoid connections between victims because connections will eventually form a net with you in it. Connections will eventually form a net with you in it.”
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
“Can I get you anything? I’ve got green tea, herbal, filtered water, or I could juice up some carrots and celery for you.”
“No Pepsi? Isn’t it illegal to be that healthy?”
“Cherry Coke is a deep dark secret in my life, Detective, but I only get one a month.”
“That’s even worse, having a disciplined vice.”
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
“No Pepsi? Isn’t it illegal to be that healthy?”
“Cherry Coke is a deep dark secret in my life, Detective, but I only get one a month.”
“That’s even worse, having a disciplined vice.”
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
“Good friends with a few, friendly with most of the you'll find all different kinds of people here, and you wind up associating with people you wouldn't know otherwise Sometimes the only thing we have in common is dogs. We al try to get along, but if the sordid underbelly of the park were exposed, I suspect you'd find a seething cauldron of political conflict, romantic discord and social rivalry.”
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
“She hoped her phone wasn’t over by the south wall. She thought of Jason, an illegal loft-liver on the other side of that wall. Better buy him a twelve-pack. Make it imported. I bet the ringing has been driving him crazy. If I’m lucky, the battery’s dead. She pictured Jason, enraged by the noise, punching a hole in the dry wall to retrieve her phone and fling it out a window. She winced. At least then I wouldn’t have to listen to the messages. How many were there? One three hour rant? A hundred one-word nuisance calls? How quickly can you call and leave a message? Two minutes? At two minutes a message and three hours, ninety messages? What are the limits on the in-box? She hoped for Jason’s sake it was one very long message, or that the battery was dead. How long would it take to delete ninety messages?”
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
― Lia Anderson Dog Park Mysteries: Books 5 - 7
