“It saddened me that sometimes shopping was far more perilous than dealing with zombies and vampires.”

“Sorry," I said. There was little healing power in the word, but maybe the Inspectre wasn't looking to heal. Maybe he didn't want someone to fix it. It had been broken too long for me to think anything I said would actually help. It was like trying to put a Band-Aid on a shark bite. Sometimes people just needed to vent and get it out of their system.”

“Of all the ways I had imagined my death, getting beaten by my zombified mentor while trapped by a cannibalistic window handle wasn’t one of them”

“It saddened me that sometimes shopping was far more perilous than dealing with zombies and vampires.”