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My mother would say I was a damned fool for working with the government, but I had been a fool for less than ten million dollars before—a lot less.

The tunnel had collapsed behind us and the track beneath us disappeared, leaving Lily to crash two feet onto the ground.

The Firestarter led me through the woods south of Seattle. We were deep in the thicket with only the sounds of nature for company, and she wasn’t much of a talker.

There was only one person who I knew had hired the Firestarter before, and I’d sworn the next time I saw that smarmy rat, I’d kill him.

I waited out front of the bar until the next morning, watching angelic and demonic pairs leaving the bar together like old friends.

Dad stumbled down the streets of Plockton, using the lamp posts and edges of houses to steady himself.

I didn’t make it to small towns very often. Most of my work centered on major cities and their surrounding suburbs.