And Then She Was Gone Quotes

“I asked my dad that when he ran out in the rain to get the door for my mom. He said he did it for three reasons. One, it lets the other person know my focus is not on me; it’s on you. Two, it says what we’re doing, we’re doing together. Three, it shows any guy watching that you’re with me and I think you’re special enough to treat you right.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“You need to guard your heart. You love deep. You’ll hurt deep. Go slow.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“As the indifferent crowd parted to let him through, two young men stepped out of Ma Barker’s Mini Mart—straight into the thief’s escape route. He slammed into the first man—Chandler, all six foot six and two hundred ninety pounds of him—and bounced right off. Chandler didn’t budge.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Help me!” The old woman’s desperate plea rose above the din of the afternoon traffic. Bystanders moved away from the trouble; in the rough neighborhood of Hamilton Heights, you kept your head down and your eyes shut if you wanted to make it home alive.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Jack held out the purse. “Here you go, ma’am.” “Oh, thank you.” Her bruised hand trembled as she took it. She zipped it open, checked that the pharmacy bag was still inside, then clutched it to her chest. “Thank you. Thank you, young man.” She reached out for Jack’s arm. Her frail hand, as light as a bird, patted him. “It was our pleasure, ma’am.” Jack nodded toward Chandler and the cop. She waved them closer, then reached out and squeezed Chandler’s hand too. “You boys are my heroes.” “We’re just happy to help, ma’am.” Chandler tipped his head to the woman, then to Denby, and he and Jack headed down the street.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“jerked”
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“adoptive father set up a”
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“A hometown hero with a heart of gold, Jack Stratton was raised in a whorehouse by his prostitute mother. When his foster mother asks him to look into a missing girl’s disappearance, Jack quickly gets drawn into a baffling mystery. As Jack digs deeper, everyone becomes a suspect—including himself. Caught between the criminals and the cops, can Jack discover the truth in time to save the girl? Or will he become the next victim?”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“My love for tales of mystery and adventure began with my grandfather, a decorated World War I hero. I will never”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“doorway.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Just before he slipped into sleep, he realized: I’m hunting a monster.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Jack chuckled bitterly. "Just because the social worker wrote that date on the form doesn't make it my birthday. I don't know when my real birthday is."
Aunt Haddie shook her head. "Then let EVERY day be your birthday. Today's a new day. Besides, the day doesn't belong to you or anyone else. It's the Lord's. He's just letting you enjoy it.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Get out! yelled a voice in his head but his feet didn’t move.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Job one is hurry up and wait.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Speak of the devil,”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“some people are born mean.” Aunt Haddie’s voice softened. “And some people change.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“What goes around comes around.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Well, the facts say otherwise, but out of respect for Detective Clark, let’s just say I give you the benefit of the doubt and say you really were just trying to help out.” “I was.” “Then make no mistake about it, Nancy Drew: from here on out, stay the hell away from my investigation.” Vargas took his gold badge off his belt and held it in Jack’s face. “Do you see this? It’s a detective badge. See what it says? Detective Vargas.” He put the badge on the table and tapped it. “Do you have one? No. Because you’re not a detective. You’re not an officer. You’re nobody. Get that through your head. If I catch you within ten yards of that park or anyone with anything to do with my investigation, I’ll charge you with obstruction so fast your head will spin.” He looked at the cop and gestured to Jack. “Get him the hell out of my sight.” The policeman motioned to Jack. Jack stood and looked down at Vargas. He didn’t glare. He didn’t smirk. Just stared.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Who am I gonna believe, you or my own lying eyes?”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“You never put your back to the door, you keep your eyes on it.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“I guess you don’t have to look like someone to be like them.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“In, “thank you,” and out. Nice, quick, and polite.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Chandler jogged a few paces to catch up. “Someday you’re going to find someone you can’t help, Jack. Not everyone can be saved.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“The old woman’s cry for help rang in Jack’s ears. Her face flashed through his mind—desperate, helpless. A victim. Jack had been a helpless victim, prey, in the past. Not now. Jack was the hunter now. The adrenaline surging through his body was like rocket fuel. I’ve got this.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“Her heart thumped and thrashed like an unbalanced washing machine.”
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“everyone can be saved.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone

“so”
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“someday, but I’m”
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“to”
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“Jack laughed bitterly. “Because he’s mean. I doubt he even knows why he did it. Aunt Haddie, some people are born mean.” Aunt Haddie’s voice softened. “And some people change.” Jack huffed. “But even if they don’t, black, white, rich, poor, or mean as a dog—a carpenter’s son I know came to help everyone. And that’s what we’re supposed to do. Love the unlovable.”
― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone