“Taylor and Sam stepped closer. “Oh, man,” Sam whispered. “That poor thing.” “Corinne or Hayden?” “Both.” Taylor” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Just as she thought of him, Baldwin appeared in her doorway as if she’d conjured him up from the dark recesses of… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Rolling onto her side, she caressed the pillow facing her, where Baldwin’s chiseled features usually gave her a respite. The emptiness was… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor, what the hell are you doing here?” Marcus scrambled out of a chair, making a place by the space heater for… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“He grimaced. “My Italian, and other languages. It was part of why they wanted me.” “Other languages? What, like German and French?”… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“She strode through the newsroom, made her way to the back of the offices. Richardson was there, chatting it up with one… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“It was near midnight when his cell phone finally rang. Thank God, it was her. He answered the phone, short and sharp.… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor nearly came undone, imagining that worm in her own mouth, and mistakenly took in a deep breath through her nose. She… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor leaned back in her chair, staring up at the watermarked ceiling tile that she’d inherited with the office. Official requests to… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“It’s about time. I was about to start without you.” Sam was ready to go, wired for sound with her headset, standing… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor said a prayer for the man, and apologized out loud. Knowing there was nothing left to do, she turned to leave.… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“She leaned over and gingerly gave Betsy a hug. Fitz leaned against the door to the bathroom, looking distinctly uncomfortable. He was… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor followed her out into a small garden, fully enclosed by the surrounding buildings. A pebble path wound through small patches of… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Lieutenant Jackson, I presume?” “I, uh, how, um, yes.” Impressive elocution there, Taylor. She cleared her throat. “How did you know?” “I… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Alerted by the door’s subtle chime, Dr. Ricard emerged from an interior room. She had shoulder-length silver hair that didn’t match her… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“It’s not a spiderweb, you old fool, it’s the pull for the light.” She reached around him and tugged on the string.… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“We have a problem, Lieutenant.” Taylor started to sit, and Delores tsk’ed at her. Taylor raised an eyebrow and sat anyway, crossing… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Atlantic merely tipped his chin down and said, “We need you to find him, Baldwin.” Baldwin was too tired to fight. Arguing… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“He saw lights angle into the front window. He snapped off the television midreport, went to the garage and opened the door.… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Hey, you two. When do I get my car back? I need some transportation, you know.” Taylor rounded on him. “You’ll get… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“I’m pregnant,” she whispered. Sam didn’t miss a beat. “So you’re sitting here trying to get in your cups. Excellent way to… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Taylor said a prayer for the man, and apologized out loud. Knowing there was nothing left to do, she turned to leave. As she… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Quinn gave her a warm smile that belied the master/servant nature of their relationship. “Gabrielle, possiamo avere due Coca Lights, per favore? Grazie.” Gabrielle” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“She tried not to think of her father, once a brief inmate of those twenty-foot-high, three-foot-thick crenellated walls. Now” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“She turned and eyed Jane, her dark eyes cool. Jane could see the thought process. Competition? Nope. Jane was dismissed after a moment without… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Like her name, Jasmine Allôns was dusky and exotic. The woman bled sensuality, as if she were in a constant state of karmic sexuality—a… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Think of the difficulties facing an exceptionally talented child. A completely controlled existence, a world structured around said child’s genius. Constant work, attention, adulation… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“I hope this means you’re getting a new lab?” “I don’t know, T. I gotta run, we’ve got Aiden’s autopsy done and I need… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“See, I told you it was crazy. My dad was a lot of things, but I can’t imagine he’d stand by and let something… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Taylor didn’t know how the woman stood being the center of so much derision.” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Have you been in the room?” “Ain’t but the one key. I tolds ya she didn’t bring it back this mornin’. What’s all this?… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“She turned on her computer, waited for it to boot up. She let her fingers drum a staccato rhythm against her temple. Tap, tap,… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“When I dropped out, they ostracized me. I stopped going to school, got my GED, and started working here. I needed to find a… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“I’ll see you there,” Taylor said, and Richardson nodded. Good humor was gone. They were preparing to delve into the Snow White murders, feel… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“He grinned at her then, a lupine smile that tore away the handsome, collegian jock and made him look dangerous. “No.” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
“Taylor followed the team into the entry hall. They were met with no resistance. The place seemed deserted, the dual staircase vaulting toward the… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share
