Kannankarthick

“Reznick pulled back her eyelids. His daughter’s pupils were pinpricks. Reaching over, he took her pulse. Her skin was cold, but he felt a faint beat. “Oh, Christ no, Lauren!” He shook her to try and rouse her.”
― J.B. Turner, Hard Road

“Hi, looking for a number in Weston, Florida. Is there anything for Magruder?” “How are you spelling that, sir?” “Magruder. M-A-G-R-U-D-E-R.” “Hold the line, sir.” Vivaldi’s Four Seasons started playing for what seemed like an eternity. It was probably only a couple of seconds. Eventually, the woman came back on the line. “Yes, sir, I’ve got one in the town of Weston, Florida.”
― J.B. Turner, Hard Road

“And Mr. Greaves…,” Meyers said. “At the Commerce Department they say he’s outsmarted the best smugglers in the business. He’ll help flush out these bastards.”
― Kathleen Concannon, A Deadly Bluff: A Dana Madison Mystery

“Clay cleared his throat and answered Einhorn. “Well, sir, the failure was caused by a power fluctuation on one of the drone’s motherboards. It’s the same board that controls the transceivers and antennas. We think it’s a design flaw with the hardware since we’ve been able to reproduce the problem several times.”
― Michael C. Grumley, Leap