Fang swerved closer to me, big and supremely graceful, like a black panther with wings. Oh, God. I'm so stupid. Forget I just said that. "He needs a Band-Aid," I said. A look passed between me and Fang, full of suppressed humor, relief, understanding, love? Forget I said that too. I don't know what's wrong with me.
James PattersonAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 22, 1947