Fine. Everybody wears seatbelts. No radio. No distractions.” Ben shot Hi a stern look. “No running commentary.” “Your loss,” Hi said. “To the pimp ri….

I see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack." He pulled away. "What if being packmates isn't enough for me?.

Everyone’s gone mad, typing to themselves all day long like mindless robots..

You'll start talking, and pretty soon we'll all start nodding, and then the next thing you know, I'm hang gliding off the Eiffel Tower at night, bein….

Tory a father isn’t supposed to fear his fourteen-year-old daughter. That being sad, you terrify me..

I can't believe you jokers fixed it." Hi was picking his way down to the beach. "Believe it, clown. Too much brain power here to fail." Still pumped,….

Death in anonymity is the ultimate insult to human dignity..

I’m adding ‘canine’ to my searches,” I said. “And ‘instinct.’” “Whatever. I’m adding ‘lunatic..

Violence wounds the body and it wounds the soul. Of the predator. Of the prey. Of the mourners. Of collective humanity. It diminishes us all..

I hated myself for needing him at such times, for craving his strength whenever I felt upset..

Experience is a valuable thing. It enables us to recognize mistakes when we repeat them..

If you want to be an anthropologist, you need to study physical anthropology specialized in bones. If you want to be a forensic chemist, get a degree….

My line of work makes you aware of the fragility of life. You can get up in the morning, eat your cornflakes, blow-dry your hair, go to work and end….

We did just leave an insane asylum,” Hi agreed. “For all we know, Chance spend his nights dancing naked with sock puppets, plotting to invade Canada..

You all right now?" "I'm exceptional. Wonderful. Thanks for the concern. You complete me..

Chance wore a white tuxedo with tails. On anyone else? Doopy. On him? Yes, please..

Bones tell me the story of a person's life - how old they were, what their gender was, their ancestral background..

Edmonton is Canada's answer to Omaha. Solid, unassuming, and surrounded by a whole lot of nothing. It's a place that makes you think of sensible shoe….

Who's going to rob us? A crackhead crab? A jellyfish junkie?.

Today he wore a burnt-orange shirt, black pants, and a tie that looked like a street fight at the south end of the color wheel..

God help anyone who messes with the Virals!.