Suzanne Cass > Quotes

“Clayton shot her a quick glance, one eyebrow lifted. But then went back to staring at Mitch. His easy stance never changed; his white Stetson was tipped in a relaxed style, his jeans and white T making him look completely approachable, like he was out having a friendly chat with a neighbor. But there was an aura of restrained violence surrounding him. That aura of violence wasn’t just for show. Clayton had spent time in prison. He knew how to protect himself. Mitch had better be careful.”
― Suzanne Cass, Cloudburst

“Mitch stared at her, looking more like a puppy she’d kicked than the manipulative bastard she knew him to be. But she’d never be fooled by his façade again. He turned, and without another word, walked toward the corner of the parking lot. She could make out the front bumper of a vehicle poking its nose out of a side alley.”
― Suzanne Cass, Cloudburst

“CLAYTON SWORE AND slammed the truck into first gear. Of course, today, of all days, he was having problems reversing the delivery truck. He was attempting to back it up the steep incline next to the last cabin in the row, but there was a sharp bend halfway up, where he had to swing the rear bed around so it didn’t collide with the recently constructed front porch. It was a tight space, but normally he could handle this kind of thing blindfolded.”
― Suzanne Cass, Cloudburst