“Rook was a journalist but strove to be a storyteller, one who let his subjects speak for themselves and stayed out of their way as much as possible.”

“He wrote as if he were the reader. It was also how he kept his writing from becoming too cute, which is to say, about him not the subject. Rook was a journalist but strove to be a storyteller, one who let his subjects speak for themselves and stayed out of their way as much as possible.”

“Or maybe go sci-fi. You sorta look like that guy who roamed outer space everybody's so crazy about." "Malcolm Reynolds?" asked Rook.”

“Best autopsy ever," said Rook. "I think I just peed myself a little. Seriously, I did.”

“It’s not about knowing. You can never really know someone. It’s really about trust.”— Jameson Rook, Heat Rises”

“You’re not leaving. I told you that.” She worked to keep the calm in her tone to counter his fury. “I’m going to shoot.” “It’s time to put your gun down, Noah.” “His blood will be on you.” Rook made eye contact with her and mouthed, Shoot. Him. She had no shot and said so with the smallest head shake.”

“-Esta es la mejor autopsia de la historia -declaró Rook-. Hasta creo que me he meado un poco de la emoción. En serio”