234 Quotes About Merit

Next steps?” I asked, turning him back to business once again. “A stiff drink?” “Have I finally driven you to alcohol, Sentinel?

Would you put it past Darth Sullivan to figure out a way to haunt you postmortem? He’s probably holding staff meetings in the afterworld. Offering up performance evaluations. Issuing dictates.

He was an imperialistic, self-righteous pain in the ass. But he was my pain in the ass, you know? And tonight, I won’t be with him. That definitely feels strange.

I was impressed that she looked so good on so little sleep. I’d have looked like a plague victim on a bad hair day.

Ethan arched an eyebrow and began to lean in.... Then he reached around to pluck something from the table behind me. When he pulled back, folder in hand, I rolled my eyes at my reaction. The man just unbalanced me.

Sullivan may have a heart of coal, but I bet he looks really good in orange. And stripes. Rawr,” she said, curling her fingers like a cat.

Why did everyone keep demanding “evidence” and “facts”? I swear, cop and courtroom dramas were ruining the good name of gut instinct.

I frowned with disappointment. I’m not sure what I’d expected to see, although a short, dark-haired man standing beneath a floating neon arrow that read BAD GUY HERE would have been nice. A suspect and quick confession wouldn’t have been amiss, either. This was a lot harder than in the movies.

And so it began, I thought, the first wave of a revolution against oppression, fought with corn syrup and chocolate.