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Julie James
“Seriously, Jack, I think you might be the only guy in this city who hasn’t read his stuff. Collin McCann is like the Carrie Bradshaw of Chicago men.”
“You mean Terry Bradshaw,” Jack corrected.
“No, Carrie,” Wilkins repeated. “You know, Sarah Jessica Parker. Sex and the City.”
A silence fell over the room as Collin and Jack stared at Wilkins, seriously fearing for the fate of men.”
Julie James, Something About You

Robert Koger
“The brave men and women, who serve their country and as a result, live constantly with the war inside them, exist in a world of chaos. But the turmoil they experience isn’t who they are; the PTSD invades their minds and bodies.”
Robert Koger, Death's Revenge

Taylor V. Donovan
“Most things I consider fun aren't for the faint of heart, and the way I like to "play it" isn't always conventional. Is that something you think you can handle?"

Special Agent Logan Brandenburg”
Taylor V. Donovan, Six Degrees of Agony

Jennifer Lane
“Vladimir leaned forward. “Never dilute vodka. Is sin.”
Jennifer Lane, On Best Behavior

Hunter S. Thompson
“Every time I think of Tim Leary I get angry. He was a liar and a quack and a worse human being than Richard Nixon. For the last twenty-six years of his life he worked as an informant for the FBI and turned his friends into the police and betrayed the peace symbol he hid behind.”
Hunter S. Thompson, Ancient Gonzo Wisdom: Interviews with Hunter S. Thompson

Margaret Peterson Haddix
“Does FBI mean Federal Bureau of Idiots?”
Margaret Peterson Haddix, Redeemed

Lisa Gardner
“Oh, for the love of God. There is no agent more agent than you. I swear you have pin-striped ties encrypted into your DNA. When you die, the coffin is going to read Property of the FBI.”
Lisa Gardner, The Killing Hour

Margaret Peterson Haddix
“Baby smuggling is a serious crime,' he said. 'There were thirty-six babies on that plane. We could charge you with thirty-six counts of kidnapping.'
That, at least, got Second to look back at Mr. Reardon.
'Does FBI mean Federal Bureau of Idiots?' he asked. 'If any of you were any good at analyzing footprints, you would know that I fell when I was trying to sneak into the airport grounds, not out.'
'And why would you do that?' Mr. Reardon asked, hunching forward over a notepad.
'It was a dare, all right?' Second snarled. 'I was with my friends and we were talking about what it would be like to stand on a runway when a plane was landing and...we decided to try it out.'
'That's a crime too,' Mr. Reardon said.
Second shrugged. 'It ain't thirty-six counts of kidnapping,' he said.”
Margaret Peterson Haddix, Redeemed

S.D. Skye
“He offered me a ride up from the abyss and I took it. But a ride with the devil is never free. And accepting that ride can only lead to hell.”
S.D. Skye, Son of a Itch

William Manchee
“Never call your office while you’re on vacation. That’s always been one of my hard and fast rules.”
William Manchee, Deadly Distractions

“Lynum had plenty of information to share. The FBI's files on Mario Savio, the brilliant philosophy student who was the spokesman for the Free Speech Movement, were especially detailed. Savio had a debilitating stutter when speaking to people in small groups, but when standing before a crowd and condemning his administration's latest injustice he spoke with divine fire. His words had inspired students to stage what was the largest campus protest in American history. Newspapers and magazines depicted him as the archetypal "angry young man," and it was true that he embodied a student movement fueled by anger at injustice, impatience for change, and a burning desire for personal freedom. Hoover ordered his agents to gather intelligence they could use to ruin his reputation or otherwise "neutralize" him, impatiently ordering them to expedite their efforts.

Hoover's agents had also compiled a bulging dossier on the man Savio saw as his enemy: Clark Kerr. As campus dissent mounted, Hoover came to blame the university president more than anyone else for not putting an end to it. Kerr had led UC to new academic heights, and he had played a key role in establishing the system that guaranteed all Californians access to higher education, a model adopted nationally and internationally. But in Hoover's eyes, Kerr confused academic freedom with academic license, coddled Communist faculty members, and failed to crack down on "young punks" like Savio. Hoover directed his agents to undermine the esteemed educator in myriad ways. He wanted Kerr removed from his post as university president. As he bluntly put it in a memo to his top aides, Kerr was "no good."

Reagan listened intently to Lynum's presentation, but he wanted more--much more. He asked for additional information on Kerr, for reports on liberal members of the Board of Regents who might oppose his policies, and for intelligence reports about any upcoming student protests. Just the week before, he had proposed charging tuition for the first time in the university's history, setting off a new wave of protests up and down the state. He told Lynum he feared subversives and liberals would attempt to misrepresent his efforts to establish fiscal responsibility, and that he hoped the FBI would share information about any upcoming demonstrations against him, whether on campus or at his press conferences. It was Reagan's fear, according to Lynum's subsequent report, "that some of his press conferences could be stacked with 'left wingers' who might make an attempt to embarrass him and the state government."

Lynum said he understood his concerns, but following Hoover's instructions he made no promises. Then he and Harter wished the ailing governor a speedy recovery, departed the mansion, slipped into their dark four-door Ford, and drove back to the San Francisco field office, where Lynum sent an urgent report to the director.

The bedside meeting was extraordinary, but so was the relationship between Reagan and Hoover. It had begun decades earlier, when the actor became an informer in the FBI's investigation of Hollywood Communists. When Reagan was elected president of the Screen Actors Guild, he secretly continued to help the FBI purge fellow actors from the union's rolls. Reagan's informing proved helpful to the House Un-American Activities Committee as well, since the bureau covertly passed along information that could help HUAC hold the hearings that wracked Hollywood and led to the blacklisting and ruin of many people in the film industry. Reagan took great satisfaction from his work with the FBI, which gave him a sense of security and mission during a period when his marriage to Jane Wyman was failing, his acting career faltering, and his faith in the Democratic Party of his father crumbling. In the following years, Reagan and FBI officials courted each other through a series of confidential contacts. (7-8)”
Seth Rosenfeld, Subversives: The FBI's War on Student Radicals, and Reagan's Rise to Power

“One example was the assertion that a seven-year FBI study revealed no evidence of organized cult or ritual activity in the United States. In reality there is no such study. The day following the ABC program, my office contacted the FBI and requested a copy of the alleged study.
The bureau responded in writing indicating that no such study existed.

[referring to the Lanning report - Lanning, K. V. (1992)
Investigator's guide to allegations of "ritual" child abuse. Quantico, VA: National Center for the Analysis of Violent Crime.]”
Pamela Sue Perskin, Cult and Ritual Abuse: Its History, Anthropology, and Recent Discovery in Contemporary America

“Expose the Jesuit order and learn about the global genocide. Speak out, even when what you have to say is not popular.”
John Reynaga

Abigail Roux
“Two guys jumped us on the way to get food," Cameron answered. "Ty is like... a ninja on crack. He beat them up pretty spectacularly. Then we stole with their car.”
Abigail Roux, Armed & Dangerous

Jennifer Lane
“Her recoil confirmed the disgust Grant felt inside. Who was he kidding, trying to put Vladimir and Andrei behind bars? He was no different from his father. Then he remembered Sophie’s words.

“You’re not like them. You’re my McSailor.”

A soft touch made him smile, thinking of Bonnie, before he realized it was Innochka’s hand stroking his face. The touch of a mobster’s girlfriend. He leaped back, still crouched on his feet.”
Jennifer Lane, On Best Behavior

Olga Núñez Miret
“Matthews asked:
“How intimate was your relationship with Dr. Miller?”
“Intimate?” Phil still couldn’t grasp what they were asking.
“My colleague is asking if you’d ever had sex with Dr. Miller before that evening.” Jones added curtly.
“I’ve never…We’ve never…We’re friends. We’d never had sex before that evening, and we didn’t have sex that evening either.”
“How do you explain your semen in her sheets then, Mr. Marshall?”
Olga Núñez Miret, Memory

Olga Núñez Miret
“You must have been working very hard here, with so few distractions.”
Mary’s eyes darkened and she looked away.
“Not quite as much as I hoped for. At times the loneliness and the unanswered questions can get overwhelming, like very loud voices echoing inside my head, just asking ‘why’ ‘who’ and making me think about my wasted life.”
Olga Núñez Miret, Memory

Jennifer Lane
“Okay, I’ve got the hidden microphones with GPS here,” Agent Bounter said. “Let’s get one on you.”

“Now, sir?”


“The Russians are on the radar. It’s time.”

As Bounter turned to pick up the tiny button-size microphone, Grant clenched his hands into fists, his anticipation building.

It’s time.
Jennifer Lane, On Best Behavior

Jennifer Lane
“Grant glanced down at his khaki jacket. Since he’d slipped on the US Navy uniform in Agent Bounter’s office, he’d felt a confident swagger possess him. His spine lengthened, and his shoulders retracted. He should’ve been wearing this every day, not the stupid dress shirt and slacks of a lounge singer.”
Jennifer Lane, On Best Behavior

Phoebe Stone
“Lovely high ceilings,' I said. 'If you were very tall, you'd feel quite comfortable in here.”
Phoebe Stone, Romeo Blue

Enock Maregesi
“Murphy. Sina mbinu zozote za kujikinga kama unavyojua; mbali na mafunzo ya FBI. Baada ya kumrusha nyoka wa Lisa nywele zilinisisimka. Wazo la kukimbia likaja ghafla. Kukimbia hata hivyo nikashindwa kwa kuhofu huenda wangeniona. Hivyo, nikarudi nyuma ya nyumba na kupanda mti na kujificha huko. Bunduki zilipolia, nilijua wamekuua. Ila kitu kimoja kikanishangaza: mashambulizi hayakuonekana kukoma. Kitu hicho kikanipa nguvu kwamba huenda hujafa na ulikuwa ukipambana nao. Kimya kilipotokea nilijua umewashinda nguvu, kitu ambacho kumbe kilikuwa kweli. Nilipokutafuta baadaye lakini bila kukuona kutokana na kukurukakara za maadui niliamua kwenda katika gari ili nije na gari kama mgeni, nikitegemea waniruhusu kuingia ili nipate hakika kama wamekuua au bado uko hai. Wasingenifanya chochote. Kimaajabu, niliposhuka katika mti ili nikimbie katika gari, niliona gari ikija kwa kasi. Kuangalia vizuri nikakuta ni Ferrari, halafu nikashangaa nani anaendesha gari ya Lisa!”
Murphy alitabasamu tena na kuendelea kusikiliza.
“Sijui moyo wangu ulikuwaje. Sikuogopa tena! Badala yake nilikaza mwendo na kuendelea kuifuata huku nikipata wazo hapohapo kwamba mtu aliyekuwemo akiendesha hakuwa adui. Adui angeingia katika gari na kunisubiri aniteke nyara.” Debbie alitulia.
“Ulihisi ni mimi?” Murphy aliuliza.
“Nilihisi ni mtu tu mwema amekuja kunisaidia ... au mwizi wa gari. Hata hivyo, baadaye nilijua ni wewe na furaha yangu yote ilirudi.”
Enock Maregesi, Kolonia Santita

Elizabeth Heiter
“She didn't remember feeling nervous, as though someone was stalking her, watching her every move.”
Elizabeth Heiter, Vanished

Elizabeth Heiter
“The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert.”
Elizabeth Heiter, Disarming Detective

Elizabeth Heiter
“He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did.”
Elizabeth Heiter, SWAT Secret Admirer

Brian K. Vaughan
“Fuck the Bureau! Their entire outfit is half the size of the NYPD. I've got more officers who speak Arabic in one precinct that you guys have in the entire D.O.D.!”
Brian K. Vaughan, Ex Machina, Vol. 4: March to War

“LAURA ATCHISON, Author of "What Would A Wise Woman Do?", on DANGEROUS ODDS by Marisa Lankester:

“Truth is always wilder than fiction.
Hold on to your hats and enjoy this page turning look inside the world of sports betting from a good girl gone bad for love.”
Laura Atchison

Elizabeth Heiter
“For two years, she and Cassie had been inseparable. And then one night, Cassie had disappeared from her bed. In her place, her abductor had left his calling card, a macabre nursery rhyme. Cassie had never come home.”
Elizabeth Heiter, Vanished

Elizabeth Heiter
“Nine people had died today. And it didn't matter what the FBI had thought of her actions. Her career as a negotiator had ended before it had even begun.”
Elizabeth Heiter, Seduced by the Sniper

Shane Gericke
“The rig began shaking like caffeine withdrawal." --Opening sentence of THE FURY.

"The duct-taped Buick swam north on Rush Street, hunting whores like a lesser white shark." --First sentence of Chapter One, THE FURY”
Shane Gericke

“Gdy przyglądałem się ciału, Arthur Bohanan, specjalista z laboratorium kryminalistycznego wydziału policji w Knoxville, zwrócił się do mnie z prośbą: – Bill, podaj mi rękę. Pracowałem z nim od lat, wiedziałem więc, że bynajmniej nie szuka u mnie oparcia. Chciał, żebym usunął jedną z dłoni ofiary i podał mu ją. W sprawach dotyczących morderstw zdarza się nieraz, że śledczy odcinają palce lub nawet całe dłonie, by zabrać je do swojego laboratorium lub przesłać je FBI. W sytuacji, gdy tożsamość ofiary jest nieznana, należy spróbować każdej możliwej techniki, by powiązać ze sobą odciski i nazwisko. Przyjrzałem się dłoniom ofiary. Skóra była rozmoczona, wyglądało na to, że lada moment zsunie się z kości, wiedziałem jednak, że to nie powstrzyma Arta przed zdjęciem odcisków; słynął z tego, że potrafił włożyć własne palce w skórę palców ofiary, by przywrócić im naturalny kształt i pobrać odciski.”
Bill Bass, Jon Jefferson

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