“How...how are you doing, Jace?' Holding on. Just barely. Charlie?' Charlie's tone is almost conversational. 'Kind of getting the urge to kill both of you. Think I'm gonna head back.' Sure, okay, no problem.' Yeah, yeah, good idea. You do… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“You might think that's selfish of me - and maybe it is - but I am a trained psychologist. No matter how depressed someone… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I take one day off," he says, "and you almost get yourself killed." "Almost being the operative word." "Killed being the operative word. Almost… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“How...how are you doing, Jace?' Holding on. Just barely. Charlie?' Charlie's tone is almost conversational. 'Kind of getting the urge to kill both of… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“What happens if I try to run?” I ask as the doors close. (jace) “I’ll stop you.” (charlie) “You don’t look too quick.” (jace)… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“Get down!" Azura yells. I have the bizarre urge to yell back, "Get funky!" but fortunately that part of my brain isn't in charge… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I talk better when I’m drinking coffee.” “Me, too. If by coffee you mean beer, and by better you mean louder.” — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I look over at him. He stares straight ahead. "So," I say. "Golem, huh?" "I prefer the term 'Mineral-American.” — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I stare at him. "Gee, don't feel like you have to sugarcoat it or anything." "Some people need a cold dose of reality to… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I've got a bad case of the 3:00 am guilts - you know, when you lie in bed awake and replay all those things… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I'm in position." Charlie's voice, coming through my earpiece. "Wish I could say the same. All the blood's rushing to my head." "Thrope stuff?"… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
