Ferb Fletcher

“You know us, we’re happy to help.” Travis waited for Zimmer, who seemed to be lost in thought. After a moment, his eyes refocused. The President ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair, disheveling it slightly.”
― C.G. Cooper, National Burden

“Hey,’ she said, shutting the door behind her, and making herself comfortable in the large padded chair facing his desk, without being asked. She had no need to stand on ceremony with Mel, who was one of her oldest friends. ‘How’s Janine?’ A few months ago, he’d married DS Janine Tyler, who’d been working on Hillary’s team for three years. Now, with the marriage, Janine had moved to Witney nick, and Hillary had a new DS.”
― Faith Martin, Murder in the Mansion

“Yes.” She had moved in for a fortnight in the summer, when Chris and Taryn had gone to France on holiday, to water the plants, keep an eye on things. “Well, come round whenever you like. I’ll make the spare bed up later. And, Flora, it will be all right, okay? Everything will work out.”
― Elizabeth Haynes, Under a Silent Moon

“Travis wondered if this could be real. Had he finally taken too many pills to sleep? Was this a dream? Had he died, and this was something else? It was as though the drugs had returned to his blood. He felt as though he was stumbling through a liquid.”
― David Sachs, The Flood