“Embarrassment has no place in scientific method!” Walter said brusquely.” — Christa Faust Embarrassment Copy Share Image
“Had the killer gotten to Iverson somehow? Was yet another person dead because of them?” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“I...” She clutched at Walter’s shirtfront. “I don’t know! There was no one! No one!” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“But, could he truly call himself a scientist if he were to pass up such a unique opportunity?” — Christa Faust Opportunity Copy Share Image
“and a whimsical ceramic sugar bowl shaped like an octopus.” — Christa Faust Octopus Copy Share Image
“He ignored the disturbing ripple and tried to focus on the gateway.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Walter drained more than half of the scalding hot liquid in one foolhardy gulp, utterly unmindful of his burnt tongue.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Just these,” Nina replied, holding up a fist full of balsa wood chopsticks. “That’s okay,” Walter said, tipping the box to his… — Christa Faust Chopsticks Copy Share Image
“You’re acting as if you believe this is our fault.” “Of course it’s our fault!” Walter was almost shouting now.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“I’m fairly certain that, because Belly was distracted and wound up linked with you instead of me, my own chemically enhanced ability… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Some time later, although Walter couldn’t have guessed how long if he’d been paid to do so, he became aware of a… — Christa Faust Smell Copy Share Image
“The seedy single-room-occupancy hotels and low-rent apartment buildings in that neighborhood were like vending machines filled with victims.” — Christa Faust Computers Copy Share Image
“Where is he?” Bell asked. “Do you think something might have happened to him?” Walter asked anxiously. “Latimer? Or maybe...” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Following them for a few blocks, Allan started to get the feeling they were more likely just co-stars in the live sex… — Christa Faust Actor Copy Share Image
“Regarding incident at Reiden Lake,” Walter read out loud, pausing to exchange a significant glance with Bell. “Meet me at the northwest… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“This kind of event is so rare as to be the stuff of myth. Modern science has never managed to verify that… — Christa Faust Myth Copy Share Image
“You know, Dean said, gesturing with his uninjured hand. If we were in an action movie, this would be the scene where… — Christa Faust Action movie Copy Share Image
“It seemed impossible that their first use of that particular blend had evoked such a power empathic connection, and yet this time,… — Christa Faust Friendship Copy Share Image
“You hear it, too?” Walter asked. “Of course I do,” she snapped. “It’s real!” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“But this vast empty room was the loneliest, most awful place he had ever been. Its” — Christa Faust Loneliest Copy Share Image
“Is this your stuff? Is this your TV? Did you drop your goddamn TV on my brand new car?” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had anything to eat.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“So Nina’s got a small lab we can use, set up in the basement,” Bell said.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Nina,” Walter said as she handed him one of the warm boxes. “You are my angel.” — Christa Faust Angel Copy Share Image
“He knew he would be crazy to take that kind of risk, but he’d also be crazy not to.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“But Walter was only interested in what Nina was carrying. She was the one with the food.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Give me one of those bottles of water. My mouth tastes like demon ass.-Dean” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Less than an hour later, Walter had most of the last page of the notebook deciphered.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Repeat the experiment?” Nina echoed. “We almost got ourselves killed today. If you want to repeat that, you can count me out.” — Christa Faust Experiment Copy Share Image
“No disrespect to your people, but we're not going to San Francisco here. I ain't wearing any flowers in my hair, Dean… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“What...” Bell whispered. “What happened?” Walter came forward and peered around them. “My God.” He winced and turned his head.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
