“I’ve had enough of this.’ Romana began to gather her belongings, ‘I’m…’ ‘No, don’t go!’ Hector mocked her. ‘You tell me what it’s like.’ ‘Is that all you think of me? Aren’t you going to even give me an answer?’ ‘I think you should take a good look at yourself, Romana. I don’t think I can help you.’ Romana flew off the sofa in a rage. ‘You’re un-fucking-believable.’ Hector sniggered. ‘You could change. You know that? It’s not too late.” Growing UpArgumentDialogueCrime NovelBuenos Aliens Book:Buenos Aliens Source: Buenos Aliens
“Ok boys, let’s see some identification.” His voice in character was firm and authoritative. Bill pulled out his ID quickly. Too quickly in Sammy’s eyes, but he didn’t see the small wrap of cocaine he passed at the same time. It didn’t matter, Sammy clammed up. The game was gone. “Don’t have any.” Gil made straight to grab him as he tried to pass, pinning him against the wall; he reached to try and plant the coke but Sammy wriggled out of his reach. Gil grabbed his shirt pocket. The kid was quick and smart. Gil tried several more times to plant it but couldn’t and it was just making Sammy more agitated. Gil’s heart raced. There was no time for thinking now; he grabbed the handcuffs from his belt and waved them at Sammy. Bill stood in quiet support.” ActionCrimeThrillerConfidence GamesImpersonating A Police Officer Book:Lies and Hypocrisy Source: Lies and Hypocrisy
“So, why do we do it?” I decided at least to try and give the appearance of being in control. “I don’t know, I swear some of you English men use it to seek me out and be obsessive on my front doorstep. What do you think? Are you going to come knocking on my door?” “Well, I don’t know. I mean about the assumptions and the bullshit, not the door.” I thought it needed stressing, but immediately realised it was part of her game. “Perhaps it’s some kind of safety thing. If a stranger starts talking to you in the street, you have little by which to judge your safety. Here in a hotel lobby you have some sanctuary, but that doesn’t mean it’s safe. Not every hotel guest is in a foreign land, and I am sure not every Colombian is going to rob you, but I don’t know.” “It is prejudice, if you ask me,” she spat distastefully.” LoveRomanceForeignersChance MeetingHotel Lobby Book:The Heart Worm Source: The Heart Worm