In Each Other We Trust Quotes

“he burly Irishman, however, who frisked Rachel did so with more enjoyment than he should have. He slid his hands up the backs of her legs slowly starting at her ankles and enjoying every inch of flesh which could not have contained either weapon or wire before slipping his hands up under her skirt and taking a firm grasp of her ass over her sexy knickers. He then slid his hands around to the front, brushing across the front of her underwear, and then smoothly ran his hands back down the front of her legs as he crouched behind her. Then rising to his feet and ordering her to turn around until she faced him, he slid his fingers under the collar of her jacket and up onto her neck, feeling her olive skin in his rough fingertips, before sliding his hands behind her ears and into her hair.”
― Connor Fitzgerald, In Each Other We Trust

“Like an injection in the arm it shot into his bloodstream immediately killing off the sleepy, weak, and powerless dullness of the alcohol infused slumber. The adrenaline threw him and his body up from the floor as if it had been electrically charged. Its first action even before Joe’s brain clicked into second gear was to connect his fist with the man who stood over him and straight into his stomach went his hardened clenched hand, striking him like a rock.”
― Connor Fitzgerald, In Each Other We Trust

“Her ears blocked out all sound apart from the bubbles that appeared all around her and she was once again amazed at the sight of the world underwater before her body shot back up towards the surface.”
― Connor Fitzgerald, In Each Other We Trust

“His Charles Bronson-like demeanour together with his Clint Eastwood stare and his John Wayne swagger, created from a diet of westerns and Eighties TV mixed with a lifetime of planning, organising, managing, and leading, were now gelled together with the battle-hardened soldier he had become.”
― Connor Fitzgerald, In Each Other We Trust

“His fear was not just for the man but the squad he had put together. An army that would avenge Mike’s death with thought, skill and determination, the same three factors that made Mike so successful. 'Are we gonna dance gentlemen or are we gonna talk?' Some of the men’s hands clearly shook nervously as they held their weapons pointed at the man who seemed far too calm to be there alone. Others gulped when he spoke showing Mike the fear they had over the legend that he had created himself.”
― Connor Fitzgerald, In Each Other We Trust