“Bran grabbed her sleeve, forcing her to look at him. "What in the hell is goin' on with you?" "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with your goats? They're evil! And they're laughing at me! Look at their smug little goat faces! Go on. Look at them!”

“What's wrong, little sis? You look upset."She could barely catch her breath. "Cracked...my...nail polish slapping your... worthless face. See?" She showed him her finger - just one of them."Cute" He snorted.”

“Have you lost your mind? He will kill you all, all of you! Abel Casey, you have no idea what you're up against." She growled. Parker slapped handcuffs around her writs. I leaned in and whispered. "They've no idea what they're up against. I'm one big bad wolf and I'm about to blow their freakin house down." I grabbed her chin forcing her to look at me. "And don't you forget it.”

“They're still looking at him.... At Will...""Of course they are.... Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell.”

“You were true to her, even if she was not to you. Never repent of your own goodness, child. To stay true in the face of evil is a feat of great strength.”“Strength,” she said with a little laugh. “I gave her strength, and look what she did with it.”

“But what about the staring? They're always staring at me!""You are rather nice to look at.”