J.D. Robb

Eve talking to someone on her computer and having trouble with the language translator....."I have two like crimes. Your data and your input on Leclerk would be very helpful"Marie pursed her lips and humor danced in her eyes."It says you would like to have sex with me. I don't think that is correct""Oh, for Christ sake" Eve slammed a fist against the machine.....

Brian's face broke out in a wide grin as he slapped Roarke on the back. "That's a woman, isn't it?""Delicate as a rose, my Eve. Fragile and quiet natured." He grinned himself when he heard her curse, loud and vicious. "A voice like a flute.""And you're sloppy in love with her.""Pitifully.

Would you be shedding tears for McNab__ dead body if he__ been screwing around on you?__eabody pursed her lips. __ell, since I____e been the one who killed him, I__ probably be shedding tears for me because you__ be arresting me. And that would really make me sad.

Eve engaged her On Duty sign and stepped out of the car. Immediately her ears were assaulted with a blast of music. Christmas carols pumped, full blast, into the air. She decided that people ran inside, ready to buy anything, just to escape the noise.

I don't know why people do the things they do to each other. We're all here to live out lives, to do our work, to raise our families, to love who we love. We're all here for the same things, but some, they can't let that be. They can't be happy or content with that. I don't know what that is. She handed the photos back to Peabody. Do you? At a loss, Eve shifted. No. If you don't, I don't suppose anybody really does.

She doesn__ like you, McNab.__ knoooow. I find that really attractive in a woman.

Pull yourself together, Detective. You're embarrassing yourself, and more imprtant, you're embarrassing me.""They're going to do it outside. In public.""So the fuck what?""Public," Peabody said, head still between her

...but even strong women need an arm to lean on now and then. (Anna Whitney in Glory in Death)

Well...yeah. It just goes to show. (Peabody)Show what (Dallas)You should get dressed up, go dancing, drink grown-up cocktails, and have sex as much as you can before you're dead. (Peabody)

Lunatics are, unfortunately, rarely stupid.

In their eyes, Eve saw the wolf gleam. The story was the prey, ratings the trophy.

Far be in from me to dictate how you should assuage your guilt. Do you have a lot of it?"She bit his good shoulder. "You're about to find out."She toppled them both off the bench and onto the mat. "Well, ouch. I take it guilt doesn't bring out your gentler side.

I got you a present.""Did you?""It's a book of poetry--romancy stuff. I thought, 'How schmaltzy is that,' so it seemed like the thing. Then I screwed up and left it in my desk at work

Statues are too much like dolls, and dolls are creepy. You keep expecting them to blink. And the ones that smile, like this?" Eve kept her lips tight together and she curved them up. "You know they've got teeth in there. Big, sharp, shiny teeth."I didn't. But now I've got to worry about it.

She__ gotten through the entire evening without killing anyone. Lieutenant Eve Dallas, cop to the bone, figured the restraint showed enormous strength of character.

She could and had faced an armed laser in the hands of a mad mutant mercenary with less fear than she faced such unswerving emotion...

[First line]__he business of murder took time, patience, skill, and a tolerance for the monotonous.

You know, lieutenant, you wear your weapon the way other women wear pearls.""It's not a fashion accessory.