You go back, Jack said. And you catch the scum who did you. Back? I said. Back to … Earth, yeah, Jack said. Chicago. He closed the folder and dropped it into his out-box. You gotta find out who killed you. I arched an eyebrow at him. You’re kidding.
Jim Butcher
You go back, Jack said. And you catch the scum who did you. Back? I said. Back to … Earth, yeah, Jack said. Chicago. He closed the folder and dropped it into his out-box. You gotta find out who killed you. I arched an eyebrow at him. You’re kidding.