Catherine Coulter Quote

I was thinking he was a hit man, like that, Angel said, looking over Savich’s right shoulder, her voice calm. I can see him blowing it, too. I mean even in bed he was always too fast off the mark, didn’t really think things through, you know? No surprise he’d screw up a hit. Did he tell you about this situation he had to handle? Savich asked. He pulled a pack of sugarless gum from his pocket, offered her a stick. She took it, peeled the wrapper with long white fingers, stuck it into