“Simon Koertig took no pleasure from the act of murder. That wasn’t true, exactly. He took tremendous pleasure from the art of murder. Of honing his skills, refining his craft, pursuing his quarry, and staging their perfect and elegant demise.… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“favor? Stop putting real occult-underground shit in your books. You’re gonna get yourself in trouble. Or you’re gonna get me in trouble.” “Come” — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“If the world is full of monsters, someone has to be keeping us safe. Someone has to be fighting for us out there.” — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“Freedom. You humans do love to prattle on about freedom, and you barely understand the word. How much agency do you think you actually… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“There’s no council of wizened wizards overseeing the world of magic, no hidden academies where bright-eyed and precocious youths learn the secrets of the… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“Good. I need to arm up. All I’ve got is a gun with four bullets, and it’s a really embarrassing gun.” — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“We come into this world screaming, covered in blood and throwing punches. When all else is lost, it’s not a bad strategy.” — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“This isn’t some sweet Disney bedtime story. This is a real fairy tale. With death, and blood, and suffering. And I never promise a… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“Everyone,” Caitlin said, cradling her wine glass, “is the hero of his own story. That goes double for fanatics. Some of the greatest horrors… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“Simon Koertig took no pleasure from the act of murder. That wasn’t true, exactly. He took tremendous pleasure from the art of murder. Of… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“I’ve always felt that the mark of a man is his willingness to fight for his principles. It doesn’t matter if you win or… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“No, after all this effort, all this trouble, jumping the man in a dark alley and strangling him to death would be vulgar. When… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
“Why are they trying to kill me?” he squealed, cupping his hands over his head. “They’re not,” I told him. “They’re trying to kill… — Craig Schaefer Copy Share Image
