Butcher And Blackbird Favorite Quotes

I’m guessing you made it your business too, judging by the quality of the hunting knife stuck in his throat. Handmade Damascus steel. Where’d you get it?” I sigh. My gaze lingers on the body and my favorite blade before I press my cheeks to my drawn-up knees. “Etsy.

I am no angel. I don't think she believed me. But she's about to discover that I'm the devil she never knew she needed.

A weighted silence thickens the air, both of us paused with ribs heading toward our mouths. A sly smile spreads across my lips as Sloane’s face falls. “You totally know who I am.” “Oh my God.” “You do. You know what I like to hunt on my home turf. How long have you been a fan?” “Dear Christ, stop.” I chuckle as Sloane drops her forehead onto the backs of her bent wrists, a rib still clutched between her sticky fingers. “Which one was your favorite?” I ask. “The guy I flayed and strung up on the bow of that ship at Griffin’s Wharf? Or what about the guy I suspended from the crane? That one seemed popular.