Ally Carter

And so that means...""We have to rob the Henley," Simon said.Kat sank onto a truly uncomfortable sofa. "Again.

I tell you, I'm half tempted to break into CIA custody just so I can break Joe Solomon out of CIA custody just so I can break Joe Solomon.

Time, Ms. McHenry," Townsend said. "It can be a cruel, cruel thing

Time. I would have gone somewhere to buy time.

Not knowing you can't do something, is sometimes all it takes to do it.

Waiting. Like it or not, it's a skill all spies have to master eventually.

You can__ really yell at your boyfriend for stealing your seat and your best friend. You also can__ yell at your best friend for stealing your boyfriend. Or you can_but Hi seemed like a much easier way to start the morning.

Teenage girls read in packs. It's true today, and it was true when I was a teen growing up in a small town in northeast Oklahoma.

I sprung you because I've got a message for you""doesn't your family own a cell phone company?""only a little one

Its Vermeer"Kat turned to the boy who lingered in the doorway. "It's stolen""What can I say?" Hale eased behind her and studied the painting over her shoulder. "I met a very nice man who bet me he had the best security system in Istanbul." His breath was warm on the back of her neck. "He was mistaken.

I don't understand boys.

I came back, Uncle Eddie. Last year, after the Henley, I could have gone to any school in the world -- I could have done anything, but I came back." "You ran away, Katarina." "And now I'm back." "You're still running.

What kind of plan B?" Hale asked. He was almost holding his breath when a voice answered, "My kind." Macey tried to read the look on his face then, but it was gone in a flash. It had been a simple moment of peace and joy and pure happiness. That voice made Hale happy. It kept him calm. It was his backup and his conscience. Macey couldn't help herself, she envied him.

Kat looked down at her lemonade. 'Do you think he betrayed the love of his life...because of us?''She used the name Romani, Kat,' was Gabrielle's answer. 'And besides...' She let the words draw out. Her gaze went to the distance, and there was a sense of peace in the way she said, 'WE'RE the love of his life.' She raised her glass again. 'To family.

There are six reasons anyone does anything: Love. Faith. Greed. Boredom. Fear..." he said, ticking them off on his fingers; but he lingered on the last, drawing a deep breath before he said, "Revenge.

There are 6 reasons that a person does anything: Love, faith, greed, boredom, fear... revenge.

She'd absolutely adored the library-an entire building where anyone could take things they didn't own and feel no remorse about it.

Somtimes people run to see if you'll ever come after them. -Joe