Crime-fiction Quotes

Her aunt and uncle worked fifteen hours a day in their desperate attempt to keep the corner shop in ...

She was a cute as a washtub.

We're not quite ending where we began, but close enough.Close enough.

When you’retwenty-one, life is a roadmap.It’s only when you get to betwenty-five or so that youbegin...

She looked beautiful,standing there barefoot in her faded jeans. I wanted to take her in my arms, an...

But sooner or later the last good time would come around. It does for all of us.

We were about to give up and call it a night when somebody threw the girl off the bridge.