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The vices of authority are chiefly four: delays, corruption, roughness and facility. Francis Bacon
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And we don't hit people when they say stupid things. Because they're allowed to, it's not against the law. People can be as stupid as they want, and we just ignore them. We can say, 'You're wrong,' or maybe, 'You're an idiot,' but that's it. We don't hit 'em, we just ignore 'em. Right?
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I speak sarcasm fluently.
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It would be sheer hell to be privy to thoughts and memories without some power to control and block. I don't like to pry into personal thoughts. And it hurts,
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Roarke pointed a finger at Galahad who'd begun his crouch toward the berries. The cat turned his head toward the screen as if suddenly enraptured by the financial new.
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Friendships were so damn complicated, so bound with sharp edges that could jab a hole through you at any given point.
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life
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One look,
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What are you drinking?" "Number fifty-four; it's supposed to be a chardonnay." Experimentally, Eve sipped again. "It's at least three steps up from horse piss. I recommend it."
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have cheated in the first place." "Well, yeah, but--" "There's no 'but.'" Eve pulled open the car door, slid in. "You go into marriage, you plow a road. You're going to hit rough patches, and some may be rougher and last longer than others, but you've got choices to make. You work to smooth them out, you hold until they do, or they don't. You stick with the road, or you get off. But you don't do something to make it worse, don't do somethin..
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She went to the AutoChef, programmed a vitamin smoothie. And was shocked when that's exactly what she got.
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How do people know that stuff? Why do people know that stuff?" "Science," Peabody said. "You can't live without it."
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PEABODY ATE COBBLER and watched as Eve and the computer added the hair from image one onto the head of image two. "You know, you can do it all with one command if you--" "I know I can do it all with one command," Eve said irritably. "It doesn't make the same damn point that way. Who's running this game?" "You know, getting shot at with a short-range missile makes you really testy."
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Bart's
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Roarke made some notations on the fax--a
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Eve got her first real clue why so many women carried handbags the size of water buffalos when Mira pulled a first aid kit out of hers. "I'm"
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The statute of limitations . . . She's put it behind her. Or I hope she has." She'd have put it behind her, Eve thought, but it was always behind you. In a corner, in the dark. Squatting there behind you and chuckling in its throat."
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Yeah, probably. Homicide: Our day starts when yours ends. Permanently." "You should sew that on a pillow."
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He eased the door open, scanned right and left, then slid into the corridor and into the room across it. Machines beeped and hummed, monitoring whatever poor bastard lay in the bed. Staying out of the range of the camera, he slithered against the wall until he could aim the jammer he carried. Even as the alarm sounded he was out and into the next room before the ICU team came running. He repeated the process, grinning as the medicals ran by..
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over, shoes just-- Hey!" She marched over, picked"
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give details, professional courtesy
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The rage worked under her cheer. It was always there, whispering to her. But she could control it. She'd controlled it for years. Because she was smart, smarter than all of them.
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The goodie drawer of all goodie drawers. This dildo not only throbs, vibrates, expands, and comes equipped with hands-free feature, it sings a choice of five popular tunes." He crouched beside her. "You couldn't have tried it out that quickly." "Pervert. I turned it on to see. He's got some illegals sprinkled through here, too."
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I love McNab." Even as she turned toward Peabody, Eve could feel the muscle under her right eye vibrating toward a twitch. "Oh man. Do you have to do this?" "Yeah. I love McNab," Peabody repeated. "It took me a while to realize it, or get there, however it works. But he's the one. If you were to drop down dead, and Roarke decided I could comfort him with wild sex I probably wouldn't do it. Probably. But even if I did, I'd still love McNab."..
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He glided
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addiction.
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It's a fucking pharmaceutical conspiracy, Eve. We've wiped out just about every known plague, disease, and infection. Oh, we come up with a new one every now and again, to give the researchers something to do. But none of these bright-eyed medical types, none of the medi-computers can figure out how to cure the common fucking cold.
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You follow the steps, and you plan and you work, then fate slips in laughing and makes fools of us. Sometimes we can trick it or outguess it,
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Minutes after Eve stepped into her office to coordinate her next move, Peabody rushed in. "I've got the initial sweeper's report on the room the Lombards vacated--nothing," Peabody said hurriedly. "Canvassing cops found the bar--one block east, two south of the hotel. Door was unlocked. Zana's purse was inside on the floor. I have a team heading there now." "You've been busy," Eve said. "How did you manage to fit in sex?" "Sex? I don't know..
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medi-techs. She wanted a
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Roarke) "Those who can't, teach. Isn't there some saying along those lines?" (Eve) She gave him a blank look. "If you can't do something, how the hell can you teach somebody else to do it?"
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You're Eve Dallas. You're the love of my life. My heart and soul. You're a cop, mind and bone. You're a woman of strength and resilience. Stubborn, hardheaded, occasionally mean as a badger, and more generous than you'll admit.
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and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.
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On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you.
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power doesn't just corrupt in the wrong hands, it mutilates.
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They were shadows in the dark, cocooned in its secrets, bathed in its silence, enspelled by each other.
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cowboy bar in Dry Creek, a place many who lived there considered
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When I ducked out, she was talking to Ana Whitney and some Roarke exec about knitting. The three of them were into it like it was their religion.
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I'd trust you a hell of a lot more if you didn't refer to her as an old friend when we both know she was a hell of a lot more" "What she was is nearly a dozen years in the past. Years before I ever set eyes on you." Now simple bafflement joined the irritation and the ice. "Christ Jesus, are you jealous of a woman I haven't spoken to, seen, or thought of in years?" Even only looked at him for one long moment. "You're thinking of her now"
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New elements, she thought, pleased with the challenge. Roarke had been fiddling, adding some elements and upgrades. When she engaged in hand-to-hand with the second thief, she knew he'd fiddled with the programming with her in mind.
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