Frost lurched away, gagging. The nude man hung upside down, his ankles bound with orange nylon cord. Like a pig carcass hanging in a slaughterhouse, his abdomen had been sliced open, the cavity stripp...
Can you ever really know a person?
But that’s what our ancestors did, Millie. This is where we all come from. Some part of you, some ancient memory deep in your brain, recognizes this continent as home.
But she couldn’t shake off her annoyance at her dad, at her brothers, at Father Donnelly, at every man who presumed to tell a woman what her duty was.
Bildiğin yeregidersin ve gittiğin yeri de bilirsin.
Beni burada seni bekler halde bırakmışken, beni sevdiğini nasıl söyleyebilirsin?
And like a drowning woman who chooses the black sea instead of rescue, she did not take it.
Always pay attention to your dreams, her mother had taught her. They’re voices telling you what you already know, whispering advice you haven’t yet heeded.
A ROW OF SKULLS glared from atop a wall of intricately stacked femurs and tibias. Though it was June, and she knew the sun was shining on the streets of Paris sixty feet above her, Dr. Maura Isles fel...
Men that age aren't known for their superior judgment.
One’s true family is defined not by DNA but by love. In
A Dr. Mikovitz. He says you left a message this morning with one of his colleagues. Oh, of course. Maura picked up the phone. This is Dr. Isles. Jane turned her gaze back to the X ray, to those three...
Yine kilerdeki gizli yerinde saklanmıştı. Ama küçük bir çocuk değildi şimdi; tam on dörtyaşındaydı ve bu küçük deliğe artık zar zor sığıyordu. Eskiden oynadıkları o neşeli bir saklambaç oyunlarından ç...
We're all struggling to stay upright, Maura thought. Resisting the pull of temptation,just as we fight the pull of gravity. And when we finally fall, it's always such a surprise.
This is the way modern men do battle, not with spear and sword, but with credit cards.
This is the way modern men do battle, not with spear and sword, but with credit cards. My platinum beats your gold. Poor Elliot with his unisex Minolta is left in the dust,
They slept because they were exhausted and weak and because most human beings can learn to endure almost anything, even the cries of the tormented. It was not that their hearts had hardened; it was be...
That is exactly what I learned. That evil can be so ordinary.
She was the only woman in the homicide unit, and already there had been problems between her and another detective, charges of sexual harassment, countercharges of unrelenting bitchiness.
Maybe it's because I can't have him that I feel safe wanting him. He's beyond my reach, so he won't hurt me.