You won't get what you want...Covenant series, book six.
"The Raveness. It has to be her, yet, the black bird is the only tie in left to that months old image. The woman who steps out of the elevator is seven steps removed from the wounded animal in that image. Her long, black hair is pinned up in an air tight coil around her head. Her old, skin tight outfit traded in for tactical gear fitted with kinetic plates and a pair of thick black glasses that feed into some kind of HUD array."
"She is no comic book hero, no mere mask, she is a veteran field operative called in to grind whatever grist the mill requires without question and her choice of arrival has nothing to do with a flair for the dramatic. She doesn’t come in guns blazing, she hardly needs to considering that most of the guards are still on the ground with their hands over their ears."
“Pak Lio Xiang! Come with me now or die in this place, the choice is yours!”
"How long did the stupid woman stand in front of a mirror practicing that cheap line? Ten minutes, an hour. She sounds so sure of herself, so commanding and ready to bring her and her fucking bird into the mix to make up a bad man’s mind for him."
"Pak is laying flat on the ground and he’s not entirely sure whether he shit his pants or just pissed. A very bad man indeed, one who needs his mind made up for him, no doubt there."
"I’m a hostage! No. I mean, it’s essentially true but hardly useful."
"I surrender! It has that ring of truth to it but it also doesn’t help."
"Run for your life, and take me with you. A monster that kicks men to death for fun is waiting next door! Spot on, but too long to spit out with a guy with a gun standing above him who won’t hesitate to shoot him if he becomes a liability."
“I’m Pak! Help me!”
"Sad enough? Pathetic enough? Whiny enough for sure! It will do and it does. The asshole with his pistol ready actually aims it down at the coward with the big mouth instead of at the obvious threat and the woman takes that opportunity."
