Girl Jacked Quotes

“Pain immobilizes people. Pain locks them in place so they spend hours, days, and lifetimes held captive.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“entire restaurant was a large, open room with a kitchen at the back. There were five booths against the wall and next to them were five large tables, each covered with checkered red and white vinyl tablecloths. Dwight Yokum’s version of ‘Little Sister’ played over the jukebox, and the smell of pizza and beer filled the air.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Car 68?” The dispatcher’s voice crackled over the radio. “Copy.” “We got a 10-10 in progress at The Boar’s Butt.” The Boar’s Butt was a local bar and pizza joint that mainly catered to the same crowd of rowdy guys. Jack always laughed at the name. “Any other info?” Jack swung the car around and hit the lights. “Bartender called it in. No other details. Backup is”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“And remember, no matter where you are, I love you, and I know you love me.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“You hold your joy close, and your sorrows closer—they’re easier to manage that way.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Do you think you won’t pore over the facts again and again and re-interview all the shell-shocked people who have no idea what happened?”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Pain immobilizes people; locks them in place so they spend days, years, and lifetimes held captive.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Jack walked out front, all eyes on him. He focused on the door and kept walking, his jacket in hand. It was freezing out, but he let the cold wash over him. Never again, he vowed as he crossed to his car. He opened the envelope and looked down at the picture inside. A rat-faced guy was posing to show off his new tattoo. Kevin Arnold. He’d have to run his background when he got home. On the back of the picture Marisa had written, “I’ll wait.” Next to it, she’d written the number 2614 and had drawn a heart around it. He remembered the new tattoo on Marisa’s back: a heart with a gold combination lock. He hadn’t made the connection before, but he did now. The combination”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“When she pulled him”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“adventure, one usually found me, and now I weave those tales into my stories. I am blessed to have written the bestselling Jack Stratton mystery series. The collection includes And Then She Was Gone, Girl Jacked, Jack Knifed, Jacks Are Wild, Jack and the Giant Killer, and Data Jack. My background is an eclectic mix of degrees in theatre, communications, and computer science. Currently I reside in Massachusetts with my lovely wife and two fantastic children. My wife, Katherine Greyson, who is my chief content editor, is an author of her own romance”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Jack knew most kids brought up in foster homes were like feral cats. Social graces were far down on the list of skills kids learned in broken homes—survival was at the top.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“He worried about Michelle. Jack knew she wasn’t the type to run off. She’d never leave Aunt Haddie. She loved her foster mother dearly. He hoped she just went out to California to check it out. She could have a boyfriend and took some time between classes. She’d be twenty-four now.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“He looked off into the distance, detached from”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Jack’s harshest critic was Jack.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“gesture”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Mrs. Stevens was furious. She threatened to have him evicted, again. Not good. Jack would have to get an “I’m sorry” card, a box of chocolates, and a chocolate cake this time. It had been a couple of months since his last appeasement present.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“He vainly stared into the fogged mirror, but nothing stared back. Maybe that was his reflection. Misty. Shifting. Empty.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked

“Jack stepped to the right, and his forearm crashed into the side of the man’s head. He grabbed the stunned man by his collar and belt. This is gonna hurt. Jack pulled the guy against his leg, twisted his body, and pivoted his hip. He lifted the three hundred pounds into the air. Both men groaned.”
― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked