"Getting married was murder. Eve wasn't sure how it had happened in the first place. She was a cop, for God's sake. Throughout her ten years on the force, she'd firmly believed cops should stay single, unencumbered, and focused utterly on the job. It was insane to believe one person could split time, energy, and emotion between law, with all its rights and wrongs, and family, with all its demands and personalities." Chap. 1, p. 1

"As she rode up in the stifling excuse of an elevator, she could feel her back stiffening. Telling herself it was petty and that it should have been over, didn't seem to matter. Resentment and hurt left over from a previous case wouldn't completely fade." Chap. 2, p. 24

"Affixed to the bottom of the mattress were two small packs. One was filled with pale blue powder, the other a sealed disc. She tugged both free...