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The views in the Hills were majestic but getting there was like navigating through the favelas of a third-world country, with roads barely wide enough for one car.

Candy could barely hold a cup of tea without spilling it everywhere, her hand was shaking so violently.

I waited until midnight to drive Lily back onto the dock, just like I had when I met with Moloch and Balaam that fateful night when I stopped the world from ending.

I was comfortable hearing no. I had to be in my line of work. Often, there was only one magical scepter or enchanted amulet of a certain type in the whole world, and tracking it down took tenacity.

I wanted to take a long drive through the streets of Los Angeles. It was a driving town, which was one of the few things I liked about it.

I followed Kalle as he ping-ponged between the containers like a rat looking for a piece of cheese, hitting a dead end and then doubling back on himself.

Most mortals didn’t survive tumbling into my web of misfortune, but she did, and that was impressive.