Before He Kills Quotes

“Thanks,” she said. “But I think my roots here are too thick. I feel like it’s too late.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She had called Zack, fully aware that he was at work and would not be able to take her call. She left him a message that she now regretted as she wheeled her suitcases to the front door. It had been brief and even now, as she looked around at the house, unnaturally empty and cleaned, she wondered if she’d owed him more of”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“otro momento, la primera claridad del”
― Blake Pierce, Antes de que Mate

“crucial.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“(Book #2)”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“#2)”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“would be unbearable. She was tied to a large wooden pole that ran up her back and stopped two feet above her head. Her hands were bound behind her, tied together behind the pole. She wore only black lace underwear and a bra that pushed her already generous breasts closer together and higher up. It was the bra that got her the most tips at the strip club, the bra that made her breasts look like they still belonged to a twenty-one-year-old rather than a thirty-four-year-”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“she knew, a good mother—not as good as she would have liked—but she had tried. What did he want from her? She screamed again and tried bending her back against the pole. When she did, she felt the briefest give to the ropes around her wrists. She also felt her sticky blood pooling around the rope. “Confess your crimes,” he repeated. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she moaned. “You will remember,” he said. He’d said that before, too. And”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She saw the glow of approaching headlights and she ran even faster, so close that she could smell the heat-drenched blacktop.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“For the first time in a very long time, she felt tears of gratitude. She managed to keep them in, though, letting the silence speak for them as their hands remained clasped together in a solemn gesture of a friendship that had developed far too late.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“serene and still as murder scenes she’d seen—almost as stoic as that first cornfield where they’d discovered the first victim. Anything of hers that remained in this house was dead. She felt that with certainty as she reached for the doorknob. When Mackenzie opened the door and stepped outside, she felt an unseen weight dissolve from her. It only increased as she rolled her suitcases across the”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“So this is what I’ve become, she thought. Alone, cold, and emotionless.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Mackenzie noticed at once that Porter had referred to her by her first name and called her a girl rather than a woman. The sad thing was that she didn’t think he was even aware of the disrespect.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She stepped away from the door, letting it slowly swing open. She could feel the fresh air from the other side of the door and she wondered if anything had ever felt so good in her life. She turned around”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“work and would not be able to take her call. She left him a message that she now regretted as she wheeled her suitcases to the front door. It had been brief and even now, as she looked around at the house, unnaturally empty and cleaned, she wondered”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Yet as she picked up two dirty plates from the coffee table and stepped over an Xbox disc on the floor, Mackenzie wondered if maybe she was done”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She and Zack had moved in together a little over a year ago, trying to take every possible step they could in their relationship that might prevent marriage for as long as possible. Mackenzie felt that she was ready to get married, but Zack seemed terrified of it. They’d been together for three years now and while”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Mackenzie finally arrived home at 10:45, exhausted. The day had been long and draining but she knew that she would not be able to sleep for quite a while. Her mind was too focused on the lead that Kevin Lizbrook had supplied. She’d called the information in to Nelson and he assured her that he’d have someone call the strip club and whatever law firm Hailey Lizbrook had been working with to get her restraining order. With”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Jared Ellington, thirty-one years old, a Georgetown graduate with a background that included a stint in profiling in counterterrorism cases. His black hair was slicked back as it had been in his picture and the telltale suit he wore painted him as someone on official duty. Mackenzie”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She wondered if setting up the pole was more than just a theatrical device. Something about it seemed resolute, almost like a necessity for the killer. For a brief moment she could see him, his hands falling on the pole and going to work.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“This time, seeing the woman strung up in such a way, Mackenzie was unable to repress a memory of her sister. Steph had been a stripper, too.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She and Zack had moved in together a little over a year ago, trying to take every possible step they could in their relationship that might prevent marriage for as long as possible.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Wonder what?” Porter asked. Mackenzie, never one for beating around the bush, answered for Nelson. “Why he’s decided to go active now,” she said. Then she added: “And when he’ll kill again.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“a rush of panic. She let out a scream—what felt like the hundredth one of the night—that seemed to fall dead and flat in the cornfield. At first, her screams had been cries for help, hoping someone might hear her. But over time, they had become garbled howls of anguish, cries uttered”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“He’d said this four times. She wracked her brains again, wondering. She had no crimes to confess. She had been a good person to everyone she knew, a good mother—not as good as she would have liked—but she had tried.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She was tied to a large wooden pole that ran up her back and stopped two feet above her head. Her hands were bound behind her, tied together behind the pole. She wore only black lace underwear and a bra that pushed her already generous breasts closer together and higher up. It was the bra that got her the most tips at the strip club, the bra that made her breasts look like they still belonged to a twenty-one-year-old rather than a thirty-four-year-old mother of two.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“wanted to call to let you know that they’ve asked me to be a part of your initial meeting,”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“gold color, and she tried with all she had to find the beauty in it. She had to distract herself—or else the pain would be unbearable. She was tied to a large wooden pole that ran up her back and stopped two feet above her head. Her hands were bound behind her, tied together behind the pole. She wore only black”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“Mackenzie came close and studied her, trying to repress a feeling of nausea and a wave of sadness. The woman’s back was covered in gashes. They looked uniform in nature, likely placed there by the same instrument. Her back was covered in blood, mostly dried and sticky. The back of her thong underwear was caked in it, too.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills

“She yanked as hard as she could, bringing her arms forward. Her shoulders screamed in agony, but she was instantly free. There was a slight burn as the rope caught the top of her hand, but that was nothing compared to the pain laced across her back.”
― Blake Pierce, Before He Kills