“One part of my brain, soaring on adrenaline, insisted I could take Cain, whatever the size difference. Another part wondered where the hell Nick and Clay were. The loudest part just shouted: Run, you idiot, run! ” — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
“Jared ran for the cracked crate. He shot the closest soldier at point blank range and grabbed the bundle with his free hand. He raced ahead, pivoting on his foot as he placed his pistol directly into the chest of… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
