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#Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2) QUOTES

#Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2) QUOTES

1 " As she stared down at Stef's coffin, all she could picture was the scene at the Marquette cemetery, Stef's head in Becca's lap, her skin turning a sickly shade of grayish brown, her eyes open but unseeing, as her life slowly drained away. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

2 " Stef returned her smile. She was so beautiful. So wounded and tough and beautiful on the inside too, and Becca wanted to hold her like that forever until they were both old and wrinkly and lived in a giant house with forty cats. But with her eyes wide, her lips smiling, Stef's body went slack in Becca's arms. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

3 " For a moment, the world moved in slow motion. Becca and Lars tumbling through the air, arcing towards the balcony platform from the force of Lar’s running start off the top of the turret. Becca was over Lars, then under him, then over again as they descended. She couldn’t see anything but Lar’s face smiling at her; then someone grabbed her arm and yanked her away as Lars continued to fall into the gap. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

4 " Coop floored the accelerator and bounced the bus out of the parking lot onto one of the internal streets that crisscrossed the lot. Becca gripped a stripper pole with both hands as he careened around a corner towards the main gate, hardly slowing down. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

5 " Guys," Becca said, staring at her friends in disbelief. Had they not heard a word she'd said? "Bram is dead."
"Yeah, yeah," Lars said, waving his hand dismissively. "So a Russian mobster murdered an FBI agent. That's not exactly news."
"Man, what word do you live in?" Coop asked.
"I was raised in a Russian orphanage," Lars said, his voice deadpan. "We call that 'Tuesday. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

6 " They had to get those flames put out or Mistress Distress would be toast. Literally. If only they had an extinguisher. Or water. ‘Stef!’ Becca cried, pointing to her chest. ‘Our boobs.’ Stef looked at Becca like she had lost her freaking mind before remembering that her boobs were, in fact, water balloons. Simultaneously, they reached into their dresses, hauling out their falsies. Without a moment to spare, Becca reared back her arm and heaved a water-filled D-cup at the Burning Man. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

7 " The Burning Man looked stunned, and Mistress Distress took advantage of it. She ran straight at him, an impressive feat across a pockmark floor in five-inch stilettos, and rammed her shoulder into his chest. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

8 " Griselda rotated her finger in a circle whoop-de-do-style, signaling her impatience. ‘Yeah, yeah. We all have daddy issues. Get to the part where you justify Javier not shooting you. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

9 " They had to get those flames put out or Mistress Distress would be toast. Literally. If only they had an extinguisher. Or water. 'Stef!' Becca cried, pointing to her chest. 'Our boobs.' Stef looked at Becca like she had lost her freaking mind before remembering that her boobs were, in fact, water balloons. Simultaneously, they reached into their dresses, hauling out their falsies. Without a moment to spare, Becca reared back her arm and heaved a water-filled D-cup at the Buring Man. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)

10 " Becca wasn’t sure how long she stood there in the entryway shaking like a late-winter lead as it clung to a barren branch during a snowstorm. Five minutes? An hour? It was impossible to say. Time had ceased to exist. "

― Gretchen McNeil , #Murderfunding (MurderTrending, #2)