The Second Hand Diner Quotes
The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
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The Second Hand Diner Quotes
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“This guy is a monster, Mike.” “Yeah he is, but he looks like anyone. He can fit in, and he knows how to talk to people. He’s not the standard profile of the shy boy killer. He’s not afraid to talk to women.” ”So he’s not Norman Bates,” Julia said.”
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
“Peter on the other hand was the opportunist. Everyone was fair game to him. He always wanted to sell you something. It was a means to an end for him as he was well on his way to the place in his life he wanted to be, and he didn’t care if you approved or not.”
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
“Mike’s ammo of choice for was .45 ACP hollow points. When a hollow point bullet enters a person, in makes a small hole about the size of a nickel, but once inside it explodes and leaves the body with a hole the size of a coffee can. With a head shot, the target’s head will react much like a melon, and such it was with Clara. The back of her head from the ears back was gone and what was left had blown outwards spreading her eyes sideways giving her a rather fish-like look now. A lifeless dead fish. “Lucky shot,” he muttered under his breath.”
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
“On an empty stretch of rural road somewhere in southern Georgia there is a small rest area on the side of the road. More of a parking lot really, as there are no amenities. There is no traffic and the sun is just coming up. A black man of about 60 years of age in a bright red 1963 Ford Galaxie pulls up and sits with his engine idling. After a few minutes another car, a brand new white Mercedes with deeply tinted windows, drives in from the other direction and pulls right up to the man. The window rolls down and a large man in a white straw hat smiles at him. His complexion is white and pasty. It is easy to see how the car is like a shell for him, protecting him from the Georgia heat.”
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
― The Second Hand Diner: Book One of the Atticus Series
