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1 " Lately, she’d begun to question her decision to leave her position as a victim specialist. Violet Darger had spent her first four years at the FBI in the Office for Victim Assistance before giving up her position to become an agent trainee. She knew her colleagues thought she was nuts for making the move. Victim specialist jobs were highly competitive. To give that up… to start over at the bottom of the special agent chain was something almost everyone had counseled against. Not that she’d asked for their advice. “Impulsive” was the word her former supervisor had used. That was almost two years ago now, and she’d brushed them off at the time. They didn’t understand. She didn’t expect them to. "
― L.T. Vargus , Dead End Girl (Violet Darger, #1)
2 " Their task tonight may be to watch for a serial killer, but all McAdoo wanted, for the moment, was to open his damn snack cake. "
3 " energy. Just consciousness. Here on the physical plane, we all have our little shard of the great soul in our skulls. That’s the divine spark that makes us all who we are, you know? But the pieces can feel that they’re apart from the whole, that they’re sealed off from everyone by a layer of flesh and bone. We can feel that something in our lives is missing. That we are somehow incomplete. And that creates the tension in us that drives us to endless conflict. "
4 " His hands rested on his hips, his swollen belly showing his t-shirt absolutely no mercy. It almost looked like he was trying to smuggle a watermelon in there. "
5 " I was trying to do you a solid here. I rub your back — help you get your foot in the door with Behavioral. But instead of rubbing back, you keep fucking me in the ass. "
6 " I was trying to do you a solid here. I rub your back — help you get your foot in the door with Behavioral. But instead of rubbing back, you keep fucking me in the ass.” “That’s a delightful image, Cal. Thank you. "
7 " She got in and summoned all of her angst leftover from adolescence in order to slam the door as loudly as possible. "
8 " Life and death teeter on the fulcrum of random chance. Her parking spot sealing her fate. But "
9 " Burying the truth is what will break you. You stack up layer after layer of denial, and eventually, you buckle under the weight of it. "
10 " that he’ll come back? No. But the odds are that he feels a compulsion to do so, even if he suspects we might be watching.” He winced a little, the pain in his gut flaring as he "
11 " Sometimes what looks like insensitivity is a mask. A strong face someone puts on. Grief makes you feel vulnerable. And there are a lot of people that would rather appear apathetic than weak. "
12 " The cool air — coupled with the asthma medication doled out by the inhaler — calmed Sierra enough that her breathing had returned to normal by the time Darger slid into a parking space. A good thing, too. It was always easier to talk to a witness when they were breathing. "
13 " On the simplest level, a battle of good and evil still existed in the world. People did unspeakable things to each other. Rape. Murder. Human trafficking. Mankind devoured itself the same way it always had. The same way it always would. The big ones ate the little ones. The monsters defiled the meek. "
14 " awkwardly in her lap. Her fingers twitched involuntarily, and it occurred to her that she should pretend she was still out. Where "
15 " A good thing, too. It was always easier to talk to a witness when they were breathing. "
16 " And wasn’t that what these girls were to him? Human garbage? Disposable pieces of flesh and bone? Just here for him to consume and then throw out when he’s finished. "
17 " The band squeezed her skull like an old man trying to find a ripe cantaloupe in the produce department. "
18 " She’d wanted to be a dancer, and then she’d wanted to be a beautician. Instead, her whole life led to this. Belly down in the weeds. Head hacked off. "
19 " There are so many objects all around us, he thinks, and yet this world is utterly, utterly empty. "
20 " She coughed, hacking out throaty noises like a barfing cat. "
