Revenge hardly mends anything. The son of a bitch you want to crush does not exist. The son of a bitch is your own self.

There are days I long to disappear in the wild, go back to the predator life I was meant to have. Kill the prey or be killed: it’s in my genes.A chimera, that's what I am. And this is my story.

She was wearing a sleeveless top that held her breasts in the most marvelous way, the balance between what it revealed and what it left to the imagination as poetic as a Shakespearean sonnet.