Chance wore a white tuxedo with tails. On anyone else? Doopy. On him? Yes, please. — Kathy Reichs Copy Share Image
Ben yanked Hi sideways as spikes snapped from the wall…Once again, only Ben’s reflexes had saved him. “Please stop doing that!” Ben barked. “Please keep doing that!” Hi warbled. — Kathy Reichs Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
