Enough bullets had hit Ellie over the years to know when a writer was about to take aim. - John Marrs

The decor of her office was as sparse as her home, she realized. It said nothing about her. But when you didn’t care enough about your own decisions it was far more convenient to pay interior designers to make them for you.

I am worth more than this, Mark," she snapped. "And if that doesn't sink into your head pretty bloody soon, it's going to be too late.

“Don’t be like that, mate. After all, it all turned out okay in the end, right?”
If by okay, he meant a dead fiancée, a child that wasn’t his and his soul mate lost forever on the other side of the world, then yeah, he was great, Nick thought bitterly.