“Perhaps Mozart’s Requiem would be fitting music for the end of the world. She began to hum Dies Irae, recalling its first performance in Vienna.” — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“They must train you pretty good not to react to shit like that. Must take stuff out of you.” Vince’s eyes intensified then broke… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“Beef had hit $300 a kilo. Not that he could recall the last time he’d tasted real beef.” — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“She stared at her console, wanting to punch it. Her dream, running to save her life, to save everything, was all going to come… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“He wondered what his father had been thinking in those last final moments as he was slipping away, whether the heroism, the honour, the… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“Perhaps Mozart’s Requiem would be fitting music for the end of the world. She began to hum Dies Irae, recalling its first performance in… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“Vasquez faced off Vince. “We’ll meet in hell for sure.” Vince didn’t blink. “I have a condo there waiting for me. You’re welcome for… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“I’m a soldier,’ Nathan said. ‘We’re all soldiers, now. Soldiers don’t leave people behind.” — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“Take it from me, kid, sometimes it’s okay to run. You run as fast as you damn well can.” — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
