Lassiter személy
Idézetek
There were a whole host of things a person didn’t want to hear: Your mate is missing in the field. That limb is not going to grow back. Lassiter has the remote.
And right up there with that happy list? Vishous, son of the Bloodletter, telling you he’s had a dream with your name on it.
He watched the measure of time do its work and told himself he really did need to take off.
But God, it was going to be hard to leave her. Now… or at any time.
A bukott angyal rámosolygott.
Azután egymáshoz tette két kezének hüvelyk- és mutatóujját, és a mellkasa fölött, mint Taylor Swift, egy szívet formált.
– Ó, a francba, hozzon már valaki egy zsepit! – motyogta egy hang.
Több testvér is szipogott, valaki pedig így szólt erre:
– Töröld a köpenyed ujjába! Én azt tettem.
– A rohadt életbe, utálok sírni.
– Akkor miért nézed a Grace klinikát?
– Az angyal hibája. Az a nyavalyás imádja büntetni magát…
67. fejezet
“Indeed, I am more accustomed to your departures than your presence,” she said roughly. “Therefore you will understand my hesitation. The only thing more painful than your leaving is the prospect of getting further attached only to have you disappear once more.”
“Further?” he prompted.
“Ace Ventura,” he hissed as he arrived at his destination. “And Jim Carrey.”
“No, I’m Eddie,” the angel said as he put his thumb to his sternum. Then he pointed next door. “And he’s Adrian.”
“Nice ta meet ya.” Ad stuck out his hand. “It’s been ages—”
