“Note to self on waking. Lay off the beer on an empty stomach. This dream is even more screwed up than the time I had a donkey and a corkscrew. (Aiden)Donkey and a corkscrew? (Leta)I don’t know you well enough to fill you in on those details. (Aiden)”

“Who the hell came up with this brilliant curse? (Aiden)It was the best I could manage in a hurry. (Leta)With those kinds of critical assessment skills you should consider running for political office. (Aiden)”

“Why did you leave? (Aiden)I took care of the person harassing him. Threat gone. Job eliminated. Anything else you want to know? Dental records, fingerprints? Retinal scan? (Leta)Urine sample would work. (Aiden)What cup you want me to use? (Leta)Does anything faze you? (Aiden)I fight people for a living. Do you honestly think peeing in a cup is going to frighten me? (Leta)”

“What about when they’re hibernating? (Leta)The coyotes get them. (Aiden)Well, then, I guess you need to go ahead and shoot me and get it over with. The coyotes are probably starving in this weather. (Leta)”

“If you betray me, Leta…Kill me. Be kind and don’t let me live in the shadow of your cruelty. I can’t take another blow like that. I’m not that strong. (Aiden)”

“I’m a professional bodyguard. (Leta)Yeah, right. (Aiden)Nope. All true. I know seventy-two ways to kill a man and sixty-nine of them look like an accident. (Leta)”

“No. He’s the personification of human fear. (Leta)Oh, goody. Just what I wanted to add to my dream. Should we invite him over for tea? (Aiden)”