1,246 Quotes About Murder

The good looking ones always gave you more trouble than they’re worth.

She stared at the center of the target, a face she’d never seen before, but recognized. The image she’d pieced together in her mind of the bastard that murdered her darling Grandpa Anders. She aimed the gun, hands steady, pulled the trigger. Kaboom. Blew his face apart.

The money felt scratchy, hard against his skin. He wished he had a nice, sensitive woman to share the party with. No one. Tears wet his eyes. He didn’t try to stop them.

The big man jerked Jason to an upright position. “You shot me, mister. Now you pay.” He placed a bearpaw over Jason’s face and smashed his head into a tree, hard enough not to kill, but with enough force to knock him senseless. Then he broke each of Jason’s fingers, one at a time. For good measure he squeezed each of the Director’s hands until he could feel small bones crunching.

Manipulation and trickery weren’t schemes Natalie preferred to operate by, but she’d used them to solve prior cases with great results.

When you make your bucks of booze and broads, it’s dirty money. Leads to an early grave.

2100 Hours: The lights went out inside the compound. People throughout the auditorium began to shriek. It was chaos.          Then they experienced what felt like a sonic boom. Pack’s vehicle had blown apart, metal fragments hurled a quarter mile away. The CEV had knocked the main gate over as if it were a fist going through papier-mache. Once the explosion had run its course, the car was in flames, which caught some of the crew still wearing the night vision devices off guard.

If we see each other again, Mercy Goode…” he warned in a voice made of sex and honey. “Be ready for me to taste the rest of you.

She was artless. Guileless. And in her presence, he was something he’d never been before. Helpless.