Back home, I ate Bojangles chicken with Bird and watched a…

What gives my books authenticity is that I actually do what it is I'm writing about. I think the fact that I am in…

— Kathy Reichs

Edmonton is Canada's answer to Omaha. Solid, unassuming, and surrounded by a whole lot of nothing. It's a place that makes you think of…

— Kathy Reichs

“That's just stupid, Tory! Quit being so damn stubborn!” “Not a chance! You've got some kind of death wish! We can't even trust our…

— Kathy Reichs

I work with the dead, but I am working for the living.

— Kathy Reichs

“Ben smiled for the first time all afternoon. It was nice to see. When he deigned to flash his pearly whites, Ben went from…

— Kathy Reichs

Murder mysteries are puzzles that are fun to resolve.

— Kathy Reichs

“Great!” I rubbed my hands together. “Which one first?” Anders’s eyebrows rose. “Tory, that’s a hefty request. Those machines are extremely expensive. We rarely…

— Kathy Reichs

“Ella finished her burger and dug into a side of fries. Hi watched, enraptured. She couldn't help but notice. “Would you like one?” “What?…

— Kathy Reichs

“Move along,” Hines said. “Last room down.” I spotted a fish tank halfway down the aisle. Dug into my pocket. “Hi,” I whispered. “Distraction…

— Kathy Reichs

I've never lost my capacity to be shocked.

— Kathy Reichs

“When Ben turned, his dark eyes danced with yellow light. Already handsome, flaring took his attractiveness to a whole new level. Ben’s coppery skin…

— Kathy Reichs

“Hey, check this weirdo out.” Hi was inspecting a bus on the mantel. “This face is ninety percent eyebrow. What do you wanna bet…

— Kathy Reichs

I do interviews and signings and readings and all of these people just hang off my every word. And then I go home and…

— Kathy Reichs

“Be petulant, selfish, and happy? Or be generous . . . and miserable.”

— Kathy Reichs

I have come to think of violence as a self-perpetuating mania of the power of the aggressive over those less strong.

— Kathy Reichs