Rachel Caine Quote

Swear to God, you come near us and–Like this? The biker sidestepped a slash from the hockey stick, grabbed it on the way, and yanked it out of Eve’s hands. He tossed it over his shoulder to land on the floor with a clatter. This near enough? Whatcha gonna do, doll girl?Claire hid her eyes as the biker reached out for Eve with one tattooed hand.No, Eve said breathlessly. I’m going to let my boyfriend beat the crap out of you.There was a dull thunk of wood meeting flesh, and a howl. Then another, harder thunk, and a crash as a body hit the floor.The biker was down. Claire stared at him in disbelief, then looked past him, to the figure standing there with the field hockey stick in both hands.Michael Glass. Back from the dead, again, a gorgeous blond avenging angel, breathing hard.

Rachel Caine

Swear to God, you come near us and–Like this? The biker sidestepped a slash from the hockey stick, grabbed it on the way, and yanked it out of Eve’s hands. He tossed it over his shoulder to land on the floor with a clatter. This near enough? Whatcha gonna do, doll girl?Claire hid her eyes as the biker reached out for Eve with one tattooed hand.No, Eve said breathlessly. I’m going to let my boyfriend beat the crap out of you.There was a dull thunk of wood meeting flesh, and a howl. Then another, harder thunk, and a crash as a body hit the floor.The biker was down. Claire stared at him in disbelief, then looked past him, to the figure standing there with the field hockey stick in both hands.Michael Glass. Back from the dead, again, a gorgeous blond avenging angel, breathing hard.

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About Rachel Caine

Rachel Caine was the pen name of Roxanne Longstreet Conrad (April 27, 1962 – November 1, 2020), who was an American writer of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, suspense, and horror novels.