"Already the vultures were gathering, streaming toward the flames, wondering what happened. And not too far away, sirens." Friday, pg. 16

"The Center's toys were gone. She'd have to depend on the police to get them back. But they had their own agenda, their own higher priorities, and so she'd have to wait until they got around to hers, if they ever did. She could call the commissioner until she wore out the buttons on her phone, but he'd probably never take the call." Friday, pg. 21

"Maybe it was the smile that did it. It dropped his shields. Alicia saw into this Jack for an instant—a nanosecond, really—and suddenly she had hope. If it was at all possible to find and return those gifts, this man believed he could pull it off." Friday, pg. 43

"Jack didn't like to think of himself as hooked on adrenaline...