" Driggs turned to Lex. “What is happening right now?”
“Couldn’t tell you,” said Lex, equally confused.
“I’ll tell you what’s happening,” Broomie said, slamming her bottle down on the table. “That rotten-ass bastard LeRoy and his blind-ass puppets running this town like a stupid-ass carnival, that’s what.”
She looked at the Juniors as if she expected them to have the capacity to respond. But there they sat, like a pile of open-mouthed dead fish.
“I’m sorry,” Driggs said politely, folding his hands up under his chin, “but I’m going to have to ask you to rewind a little here.”
“Rewind? Sure. Twenty years ago, China. Middle of a monsoon. My mother’s water had just broken, and my massive noggin showed no signs of slowing—”
“Okay, fast forward,” Driggs jumped in. Pip looked ill.
“Orphaned and shipped off to Australia?” Broomie suggested, as if offering chapter options from her autobiography. “Arrested after stealing half a million dollars’ worth of pearls? Freed by LeRoy and brought to DeMyse? Promoted to the second-highest office in the city?”
“Okay, right there,” said Driggs. “Go.”
She gave him a wide grin. "

― Gina Damico , Scorch (Croak, #2)