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“idea of a husband who could be killed any moment made”
― J. Carson Black, Hard Return

“melissa@melissafmiller.com”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1

“parents, your brother. You.” He tried to turn to say something and perhaps get a glimpse of his attacker. But the man held his head down. “Okay, I understand,” Wes said. “I’m done.” “Good. Now, I’m sorry for this.” He released Wes, then gave him another jolt. It went on for what seemed like forever, though it probably only lasted a few seconds. When it was over, he lay in a fetal position, groaning. A figure strode away into the darkness. At last he leaned against the wheel of his car and took in deep breaths of the chill night air. He calmed himself. He brushed away the gravel and bits of ice from his cheek. His muscles ached. He looked around but saw nobody”
― J. Carson Black, Shoot to Thrill

“Laura had read somewhere that tweens—eight to fourteen-year-olds—had so much discretionary income and expensive tastes that they drove the whole economy. Not just the US economy, but the world’s. She”
― J. Carson Black, The Laura Cardinal Novels

“of the prominent community leaders around here are up to their necks in organized crime, but they’re hard to nail down. I call ’em the Godfathers. Let me take a look and I’ll call you back.” He called her twenty minutes later. “I don’t see anything here. That doesn’t mean there isn’t something”
― J. Carson Black, The Survivors Club

“is it?” “You’ll find out when you get here. Make it snappy, mate.” “Will do.” The man’s voice sounded unsure come the end. Ellen sat down in one of the plastic chairs and glanced up at the TV on the wall. Bloody soaps! What the heck anybody sees in them is beyond me. She reached for the evening paper from the small table and was engrossed in the headline story about objections to a new housing estate on the outskirts of Worcester when a bearded man came marching through the front door. She noticed the troubled look that travelled between the two men and stood up. The man on control introduced her to the driver. “This is Stan, the driver you were after.” “Nice to meet you, Stan. I’m Ellen Brazil from the Worcester Missing Persons Hotline.” The man frowned, then threw himself into the chair Ellen had just vacated. “What can I do for you?” “Last Friday, you picked up a couple of ladies around one in the morning. I suppose you’d class that as Saturday, to be fair. One lived out at Norton. The other—” “Over at St. John’s. That’s right. What about it?” He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jacket and looked at her through narrowed eyes. “One of the women went missing that night.” Ellen didn’t say anymore, just tested the water to see what his reaction would be. “And?” “And I wondered if you could throw any light on the woman’s disappearance.” The man leapt out of his seat and rushed toward her. “What the fuck are you accusing me of, lady?” “Take it easy, big man,” Den warned the driver. “All I’m asking is whether you saw anything suspicious? Anyone hanging around when you dropped the last woman off at home?” “No. I wasn’t looking for anyone, though. She was bloody drunk. I don’t”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1

“The only nucleated blood cells in a human were abnormal. Which meant cancer.”
― J. Carson Black, Dark Side of the Moon

“dismay, that Arizona was one of a dozen states that did not require ride safety inspections. Laura realized she needed to talk to Micaela Brashear again. She thought about calling Jaime, but he would be wrapped up at the crime scene for a while. She could talk to Micaela by phone, but”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1

“dark side took over, and things got…out of hand. He always felt bad afterward. But while Martin”
― J. Carson Black, The Survivors Club

“your daughter went missing. She”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1

“was better to be safe than sorry.”
― J. Carson Black, The Shop

“awake again, and he could”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1

“ready to”
― J. Carson Black, Hard Return

“bougainvillea.”
― J. Carson Black, Mortal Crimes #1