Pieces of Her
Karin Slaughter
“Don’t talk to the police. Don’t sign a statement. Tell them you can’t remember anything.”
“Don’t talk to the police. Don’t sign a statement. Tell them you can’t remember anything.”
"The courier rode out of camp in the yellow haze of a dust cloud."
"He looked somewhat like my image of Satan: wild black hair, thin, waxed mustache, spade-shaped patch of hair on his chin."
"Home from World Pizza I sat in front of the west-facing window in my upstairs office and looked out at my rancho."
"I had been here before. I had seen the eyes of someone I loved shift towards my sister."
"He told them there was someone who could find the girl: an ex-cop."
"Looking back over the somewhat dizzying landscape of my life, I would say that before the events that turned it upside down, I was an unremarkable man, bordering on the dull."
"He hated going to bed without a drink because it made him sleep in."
"Machiavelli has been circling us for too long, and it’s time that we finished him off, for good."
"We found Qamar’s body in the courtyard."