It was one thing to sit and listen to a girl ramble on for what felt like an hour about how some guy she thought was the one had broken her heart, it was another to do it while trying to ignore the jingle in her head. Paige had pursed her lips one time and the girl caught the look and nearly burst into tears. What was it with the teenage psyche ( Read more... )

They'd traveled most of the night before, the still early time of year working for them and letting them easily burn eight hours of the drive, then spent the day in a hotel. The final four hours had gone swiftly enough, especially as he let Rachel educate him on the music of the last thirty years. He hadn't quite told her the whys of his loss of ( Read more... )

It was what he did when he needed to clear his mind. He cleaned. Ford started with one room in his San Francisco apartment and then moved to the next until by the end of the day his entire loft would be clean. To him it was a productive way to spend a Saturday. He didn't clean for other people, though. It wasn't like he had any guests. He cleaned ( Read more... )

She really wasn't all that offended that Michael assumed the bodies missing brains and skull caps were her doing. Knowing her track record, and her research interests, it was an easy leap to make.

But. Honestly. She'd hope he'd expect a bit more finesse, no? Really. Leaving bodies strewn about with their craniums wide open. She was a bit ( Read more... )

The Rani had been several thousand miles--and three years--away when her mobile buzzed insistently in her pocket, signalling a text message. She let out a very put-upon sigh, and shifted her weight forward a bit, pressing her right boot just that much more firmly into the throat of the man who lay on his back at her feet ( Read more... )