Robert Crais Quote
Mrs. Bartello opened the screen wider, her eyes bunching with sorrow. I’m sorry. You don’t know. I’m sorry. Donna passed away. Holman felt himself slow as if he had been drugged; as if his heart and breath and the blood in his veins were winding down like a phonograph record when you pulled the plug. First Richie, now Donna. He didn’t say anything, and Mrs. Bartello’s sorrowful eyes grew knowing. She
Robert Crais
Mrs. Bartello opened the screen wider, her eyes bunching with sorrow. I’m sorry. You don’t know. I’m sorry. Donna passed away. Holman felt himself slow as if he had been drugged; as if his heart and breath and the blood in his veins were winding down like a phonograph record when you pulled the plug. First Richie, now Donna. He didn’t say anything, and Mrs. Bartello’s sorrowful eyes grew knowing. She