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How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had? I sweat perfume. Like all girls.

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
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Tell me he’s not talking to Brandon,” Claire said. “Um… Ok. He’s not talking to Brandon.” “You’re lying.” “Yeah. He’s talking to Brandon. Look, let Shane do his thing, okay? He’s not as stupid as he looks, mostly.
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Happy birthday,” she said. “And next time? Eat the stupid cupcake.
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Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.
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See? he said, with an unholy amount of glee. I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often. No. Trust me, you shouldn't, Eve said. Think of all the little old people and the children.
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...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer? The mirror's a great place to start
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Okay, Claire finally said. I admit, he has significant ninja qualities. Booyah. I will summon the ninja. Oh, and take a lunch break while we burgle. You’re going too? Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?
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Hannah leaned against the wall. Mind if I call shotgun? Since you're carrying one? Feel free.
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As I leafed through the book in front of me and watched the dust swirl in the air, I wondered if maybe there was some evil dormant virus in the pages that would infect me, like the mummy dust that used to kill archaeologists. Death by research. That was not a glorious end.
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I wrestled futilely, then relaxed as a vine wrapped three times around my throat and squeezed. Right, I choked out, and shut my eyes. I'll wait here, then.
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Well, Claire said, at least we have tacos. Everything goes better with tacos.
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I'm worried he's going to ... do something crazy. He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants, Eve said. Define crazy.
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It's an illusion, control, Naomi said. You ought to understand that by now, young Claire. We are never in control of our destinies, even the strongest of us. All we can hope to do is not be too badly damaged by events.
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bite me. oh wait, you can't from way out there. - eve
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Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign.
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Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.
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You've turned into quite a bossy little thing, Myrnin said. I think I might like it.
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You can’t be serious,” Eve said. “Guys. People get eaten in places like this. At the very least, we get locked in a room and terrible, evil things get done to us and put on the Internet. I’ve seen the movies.” Eve,” Michael said. “Horror movies are not documentaries.
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That's it? That's your big goodbye? Eve asked. Claire looked at Eve mystified. I think I need guy CliffNotes. Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes. What were you waiting for, flowery poetry? Shane snorted. I hugged. I'm done.
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So you’ll just kill anyone who frightens you. Who could hurt you.” “Well…yes.
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Yeah, and by the way? How much does it suck that I'm an adult if I kill somebody, and not if I want a beer?
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