“The phone rang. Luke Stone lay somewhere between asleep and awake.” — Jack Mars Asleep Copy Share Image
“the line of parked cars across the street, and out of sight. Luke left the trunk door up. He crouched behind it.… — Jack Mars Copy Share Image
“Don’t bullshit me,” Ed said. “Classified or not, I know the story.” Luke had learned to live his life in air-tight compartments.… — Jack Mars Ancient history Copy Share Image
