Ranger took his SEALs hat off and put it on me, tucking my hair behind my ears, letting his hands linger a moment too long. “You have to believe in what you’re doing.” That could be a problem. And Ranger could be a problem. I was feeling much too attracted to him.
Pretty,” he said. “The wine?” “You.” I was wearing a white T-shirt and striped pajama bottoms with a drawstring waist. My feet were bare and my hair was down and disorderly. “This would be perfect if we were in my apartment and not yours, and you were spending the night,” he said.
He’s a serious babe,” Connie said. “Saw him six months ago, before all this happened. He was ordering a quarter pound of provolone at the meat market, and I had all I could do to keep from sinking my teeth into his butt.
A wise man, recognizing that the world is an illusion, does not act as if it is real, and so he escapes suffering.” The.
I didn’t do anything with him. He wanted a date for tonight.” “Holy crap,” Lula said. “And?” Connie said. “And I had a restless night thinking about it,” I told them. “I bet,” Lula said. “If it was me I would have been burning out the motor on my intimate appliances.
This is the advantage to being an eccentric. Everyone expects you to be eccentric.” Emerson.
Cute,” Ranger repeated. “That just dropped my testosterone level.
You’re afraid if you catch this guy, you’ll lose the excitement in your life and the goal-oriented sense of purpose that drives you.
But in my experience, the virtuous are usually the first to die.
A man who does not know fear cannot die, because death has no place to enter.” Vernon.
This here’s the twenty-first century. Just ’cause we’re women don’t mean we can’t be sick as men.
Ranger is a bounty hunter, like me. Only Ranger is good. He’s close to my age, give or take a few years; he’s Cuban-American; and I’m pretty sure he only kills bad guys.
I could use some lunch.” “Do you have any money?” “No,” Lula said. “Do you?” “No.” “There’s only one thing to do then. Senior buffet.” Ten minutes later, I pulled into the Costco parking lot.
A hollowed-out volcano is every super-villain’s dream lair. It’s all about location, location, location.” Riley.
About this psychopath,” Morelli said. “I went to New York with Ranger following a lead on the polonium thing. I had a run-in with this crazy guy named Vlatko who planned the poisoning, and he sort of slashed me.” “Where was Ranger when all this was happening?” “He was snooping around in the Russian consulate.
You’re like the sky at midnight, when the moon is shining, and the wind is blowing.
Ranger isn’t my boyfriend. Ranger and I have a professional relationship.” “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you can’t play hide the salami once in a while.
Here’s the thing,” Riley said. “I’m not really into diabolical possibilities. I’m more into logical explanations.
The downside is my picture’s been all over the media and now my movement is limited. So I could use some help.” “Why don’t you just go blond?” “I’ve been blond. When I go blond I look like I should be singing with the Village People.
Oscar Wilde said it’s never the question that’s indiscreet, only the answers.