" Gobi jammed something hard into my spine, an elbow or a dagger or the barrel of a gun, and I sat down heavily, still feeling the old man’s eyes on me. They were as brown as chestnuts, searching and soulful, with the depth of those of someone who’d lost something close to him and had never quite allowed himself to get over it. "

― Joe Schreiber , Au Revoir, Crazy European Chick (Perry & Gobi, #1)