![]() He'd found an empty space and was parallel parking like a pro, smooth, no hesitation. Wrap your heads around THAT one.Ĭheck my updates for the overuse of "blood," "warrant," "flirt," and my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE: "coffee."Ĭan we also address the fact that LKH chose to have a whole conversation about parallel parking? Seriously? For REALS? I didn't get to see the smile often, so I valued it when I did. He smiled and it actually reached his eyes it was a real smile, not Ted's smile, but Edward smiling. This occurred within the span of TWO PAGES. "This body was sliced." "So why tear the body into pieces?" "They wanted the bodies to match the other bodies." "The first body and the third were savaged." He was looking at the body as he said it." I squatted beside the body on the balls of my feet. Death isn't neat, or pretty, or clean it's all outhouse smells as your body does everything it can do all at once. "They'll be traveling as they hear about the bodies." There was a faint bitter smell because we were standing near the end of the body. How about constantly using the same word, over and over and over again? Aha! Do I win some sort of scavenger hunt by finding this? Do I?! I really wonder whose intelligence she's questioning more by including this info twice. Small, dark-haired women were his victims of choice, and I was very aware that I fit his victim profile. He'd kill and torture men, too, but usually only if necessary for work. He earned his money as a mercenary and assassin, but his hobby was killing women. soil to my knowledge, but in other countries, under his real name, he had. – Olaf was also Marshal Otto Jefferies, an alias that allowed him to work for the armed forces on special projects sometimes, and the name on his U.S. His victims of choice were petite dark-haired women. It was one of the ways he kept his day job helping train some uber-secret unit. He'd promised Edward and some part of some government that he wouldn't do his hobby on American soil. Olaf was scarier than Edward, though, because among the mercenary stuff his hobby was being a serial killer. – The "Otto Jefferies" identity was to Olaf what "Ted Forrester" was to Edward. LKH's alleged no-edit clause in her contract is made so fucking apparent that I wanted to claw my eyes out while reading this. Her animals "inside her" react to other shifters and save the day, and the actual main plot of the story doesn’t rear its ugly head until there are only 20 FUCKING PAGES LEFT. Anita has sex with a new guy for fuck knows why. Hamilton STILL has not bought a thesaurus. Jean-Claude, Micah, and Nathaniel are not even mentioned until page 175. Bernardo and Olaf are called in for shits and giggles. Anita teams up with Edward and they become BFFs. ![]() Here is the "plot" of this installment: The Harlequin are killing people.
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