Her beam revealing ancient brick walls and the faint glimmer
Fierce-looking, a coal-eyed brunette with a gaze direct as lasers. She
You have been getting all worked up about not looking out for me. Me, I've been lying here getting pissed about falling down on the job. I mean . Kerplunk.
You can study a face all you want, but you never really know what lies beneath the mask.
When you cannot see where you are going, when you do not know your final destination, every hour is its own eternity.
We could show them the most exquisite Ming vase, or a carved ivory screen from Persia, and they’d turn their backs and go straight for the human remains.
There were perhaps one hundred billion galaxies in the universe, and each galaxy contained a hundred billion stars. How many of those stars had planets, and how many planets had life? Panspermia, the...
The gate downstairs has a dead bolt, said Frost. There’s no way you could pick the lock. Then how could anyone … She went dead silent. Turned toward the doorway. Footsteps were thumping up the stairs....
The bush makes you see your real place in the world, says Johnny. Here, you’re reminded of what you really are. Animals, Elliot murmurs. Johnny nods. Animals.
She’d earlier heard of Jane’s reputation, muttered by the male cops: Bitch. Ballbuster. Always on the rag. The woman who strode onto the crime scene that day had certainly been blunt, focused, and rel...
She'd loved their scent--not sweet and cloying like other flowers, but pungent. Assertive. She'd loved the way they sprang up wild in vacant lots and roadsides, reminders that true beauty is spontaneo...
Now they were probably telling one another: Yeah, I knew something wasn’t right. Everyone’s brilliant in retrospect.
No kiss, no embrace, could bring two people any closer than we are right now. The most intimate emotion two people can share is neither love nor desire but pain.
Maura moved quietly to the alcove. There she lit three candles for three women. One for Sister Ursula. One for Sister Camille. And one for a faceless leper whose name she would never know. She did not...
IF INDEED THESE VARIOUS ATTACKS IN DIFFERENT STATES ARE LINKED, then we’re dealing with a set of highly complex ritual behaviors, said Dr. Lawrence Zucker. A criminal psychologist who served as consul...
I'm sorry to say that too often, I haven't a clue why people do things like this. Why they drown their babies or strangle their wives or shoot their coworkers. I see the results of their actions, but...
I look at the others seated around the campfire. Mr. and Mrs. Matsunaga are diligently reviewing the day’s photos on his camera. Vivian and Sylvia lounge in their low-cut tank tops, oozing pheromones...
How far have we strayed from our essential natures. Just the sight of blood can make some men faint, and people scurry to hide such horrors from the public eye, hosing down sidewalks where blood has s...
He’s here to take revenge. A third shot thunders and I dart toward the blackness of the bush, am almost to the perimeter wire when I stumble over something and go down on my knees. I feel warm flesh,...
He had a son, but he died some years ago, on a foreign trip. His ex-wife’s dead, too, and I’ve never seen any woman there. Nora shook her head. It’s an awful thing to think about. Dead for four days a...