Play Dead (Elise Sandburg #1)
As he always said, what doesnt kill you makes you bitter.
But death was like that. An interruption of a work in progress.
evil doesnt need a reason to exist.
getting Elises attention. TTX is one of natures strangest molecules and one of the deadliest poisons on earth, he read. Gram for gram, it is ten thousand times more lethal than cyanide. A few short minutes after exposure, it paralyzes its victims, leaving the brain fully aware of what is happening. He fell silent while continuing to read to himself. A few minutes later he let out a loud, derisive snort. Guess Lacey wasnt so far off after all. It says here that tetrodotoxin is one of the ingredients used to make zombies. Elise thought about that for a moment. Makes sense. He swiveled around to face her, hands braced behind his head. I suppose youre going to tell me you believe in zombies. Zombies exist. He dropped his hands, physically portraying his frustration. Are you insane? Is everybody in this town insane? Youve seen too many B movies. Have
Getting off drugs cold turkeyno
He could really fool the shit out of himself. A guy had to be careful about creating his own reality. Because you could get lost in it, so lost that it was hard to get back to the real world.
In movies, dying people always whispered the killers name. That wasnt right, Flora now realized. Because in that last minute youve already moved on. You suddenly understand that the world is just a bunch of silly people doing silly things
I said I was sorry. Words are real. Even if you cant see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you dont mean. Gould
James LaRue wormed his hand through the T-shirts and underwear in his top dresser drawer until his fingers made contact with a box the size of a cigarette pack. It was said that the underwear drawer was one of the first places burglars looked when robbing you. If they found James stash, they would most likely think it cocaine, snort a little, and be dead within a minute.
Run. Forget. The rhythmic slap of his jogging shoes gradually lulled him. Relaxed him. Soothed him. Put him in a trance. How far could he go? Into tomorrow. And the next day. And the next.
Shes not only merely deadshes really most sincerely dead.
Some things I need to deal with, thats all. Such as ? She wanted to keep the moment of frankness and camaraderie going. Nothing I want to talk about. Slam. Oh, forget it. If she was from Venus, Gould was from a planet in a galaxy that hadnt yet been discovered. I need food, she announced with a conscious effort to change the subject. She was only thirty-one, but lately shed noticed her brain didnt function as well on an empty stomach. Swing by a drive-through on the way back to Police Headquarters,
The past is never dead. Its not even past.
they were married and she immediately joined him at George Mason University in Fairfax, Virginia. And
With her back to the porcelain sink, Elise put her coffee mug down on the blue-tiled countertop and gave him a determined smile he suspected was to head off any protests he might be inclined to make. Because honestly, she looked like hell. Not hell in a bad way. More of a Virginia Woolf way.
Words are real. Even if you can't see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you don't mean.
Words are real. Even if you cant see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you dont mean.