“She turned and eyed Jane, her dark eyes cool. Jane could see the thought process. Competition? Nope. Jane was dismissed after a moment without a second glance. Good. But” — 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 replace the moldy brown splotch had been effectively ignored. She focused on the mark while her mind whirled.… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“Taylor didn’t know how the woman stood being the center of so much derision.” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
