Status Updates From Perilous Trust (Off the Gri...

“Really? It's not just the afterglow of amazing sex?"
He laughed. "I can say it again later if you want, but since I'm planning on having more sex with you, I don't know when there won't be an amazing afterglow”

“I feel so amped up. I'm tired and wired. I don't know if I should sleep or run five miles."

“It's going to take a little time for you to feel back to normal. Re-entry is never easy."
She cocked her head to the right, giving him a thoughtful look. "You've done it before?"
"Twice, but I was never undercover that long. One job was four days, another was two months, but it still felt strange to be operating under my own name again."

“You see, Sophie, we don't always need an FBI agent to do something wrong to get our way. Sometimes we just have to help them do something right by pointing them in the direction we want them to go."
Elena's brain was a terrifying thing

But unlike her father, she couldn't leave anyone a voicemail. She couldn't apologize or tell someone—Damon—that she loved him.
Perhaps it was better that way. Her father's messages hadn't really eased her mind; they'd only given her more to worry about.

“Wyatt is a little unapproachable."
"He's been living in the shadows for a long time; it's isolating to be undercover that long. Sometimes you can forget who you are."

They sent a message to anyone else who might be having doubts about paying for protection."
"I can't believe people still do that," she muttered.
"They do it a lot more than you would think,

Because she hadn't seen his body, hadn't said good-bye, hadn't gone through the formality of a funeral or a service, his passing had felt surreal, as if maybe it wasn't even real

When he was with her, he was a thousand percent with her. She took up all the space, all the oxygen in the room. She became everything—a rather terrifying thought.

don’t do love, Sophie. I'm not good at it, and it doesn't work out. I might be exactly what you want in the night, but I will never be what you want in the morning.

snake is one of most widely used symbols and it crosses many different cultures. Because snake sheds its skin, some view it as sign of rebirth and fertility. Others use snake as guardian of valuable and precious artifacts or to ward off intruders from their religious temples. venom of snake symbolizes poison, danger, even divine. Some believe snake bite leads them into immortality.

his dark-brown hair and blue eyes could shine, even in a black and white copy of a photo

“growing up the way I did, I liked structure. It felt good to know what the boundaries were. That's why I liked the military. It was straightforward. No games. No manipulation of emotions. I knew what my job was, and I did it."
"The FBI has a lot of rules, too."

“Not as many as the military, but, yes, it does."

sorry I had to kill anyone. But I'm not sorry that we're the ones who are still alive.

“just need to stop thinking that the good things will last, because they usually don't. Maybe if I were less optimistic, I wouldn't get hit so hard by disappointment."
"You're an optimist. That's not a bad thing.”

“He was good at compartmentalizing and letting bad memories go."

"You're good at that, too."

"It comes with the job we both did. It's hard to survive if you don't lock some things away”

Just keep breathing. Some days that's all you can do

“Is there a safe place?" she asked with despair.

"Somewhere. We just have to find it."

"And then what? We hide out for a day, a week, a month?"

"You're thinking too far ahead, Sophie. Just stay in the moment. Right now, we're okay. We're alive. That's all that matters”

“But how are you going to break into that car? Throw a rock through the window?"

"Way too noisy." He pulled his keys out of his pocket and wrapped his fingers around a small black gadget. "This will get us into the vehicle and start the car."

“Really? They make things that do that?"

"The FBI does. I needed it on my last job, and I never gave it back. Come on."

Love in his life probably looked like a battlefield. And Damon didn't want to die on that field, so he stayed out of love.

At least, she thought he did.

They were going to run the world, but now the world was running them—or at least him

he'd always told himself it was better to be the one who left and not the one left behind

Every person has a story and so many are never told, but every now and then, I get to tell one. It's how we inform history. It's how we learn from our pasts.

the house was so big, sometimes I wasn't even sure they were in it with me. Then they had three girls,

It was clear that Sophie wasn't going to let the subject go without getting more information. She really did like to dig, even if she didn't have her hands in actual dirt

“Bureau could have a tap on your aunt's phone."

"All the way in Australia?"

“With technology, the world is not that big anymore”

It could be nothing…but right now everything had the potential to be something

She kept her expression neutral, her shoulders relaxed, her breath even. She'd taken enough polygraphs to know how to lie with the best of them.

You are not going to let go, because whether or not you run on emotion, you are a fighter.