Quotes from A.J. Butcher

So this is death, observed Eddie. He felt his shoulder-blades, passed a hand above his head. No wings. No halo, either. Guess we didn't make the grade as angels.

He was clearly about to launch into some kind of speech. Eddie thought he'd hear it better if he was standing alongside Jennifer.

Good luck. Luck? said Eddie, as Deveraux vanished from the screen. Who's gonna need luck? When the bad guys see Eddie Nelligan bearing down on them, they'll run a mile. Sure, Eddie, remarked Jennifer. Why should they be different from everyone else?

Bond Team could forget about secret-agenting in the field for a while. To begin with, they could hardly find their way around the school, let alone a supervillain's secret complex.

Lay off her Ben, yelled Jake. Cally registered that he was defending her. "She's doing her best!" "Her best? That'll look good on our tombstones. RIP Bond Team—Cally did her best!

There's a funny smell around here, anyway. I think it's mediocrity.