I had Random.org select a page for me, and it picked… page 148.
Harley glanced between Ivy and Selina, the former still grimacing at Shrike’s body. “To do what?”
Selina ticked the items off on a gloved hand. “Robbery, mayhem, notoriety… What else could a girl want?”
Harley tossed the black-tipped braid over her shoulder. “Ivy said you could get the Joker out of Arkham.”
Even though there were still a few things that I didn’t entirely like (like Trigger, though now with the ending, he did make a perfect villain so I got to give points for that), and I still had one question (where is Reed??), but in overall I just can’t give this book less than 5+ stars. I have been having troubles with reading stuff lately, and this one just grabbed me and held me. I couldn’t stop reading (even if at times I really had to).
“The nice thing about sitting smack-dab on the street corner is that we’ve got the parking spaces all down the left side of the building. Customers pull in and they don’t have to leave their car to get food. We serve anywhere from twenty to fifty cars a night.” She smiled shyly.
“They don’t take up tables in the dining area and there’s no cleanup. Best of both worlds. Can you start tonight, Stella?”
His boss had burst out of the back room moments earlier. “Forest-green Honda Civic license BNR one seven five!” she yelled in heavy Greek accent as she waddled out the door of the small convenience store, chest heaving and dyed-red bouffant hairdo bouncing. Stavroula Papadopoulos was neither young nor physically fit, but she hadn’t let a gas-and-dasher go without a fight for well on thirty years, and she wasn’t about to start.