~> Body Double
And I know who I am not.
Outside, in the heat of a summer afternoon, Maura paused and took a deep breath. She felt the day's warmth cleanse the taint of prison from her lungs. Felt, too, the poison of Amalthea Lank wash out of her life.
In her face, her eyes, Maura wore the proof of her parentage. In her vains flowed the blood of murderers. But evil was not hereditary. Though she might carry its potential in her genes, so too did every child ever born. In this, I am no different. We are all descended from monsters.
She walked away from that building of captive souls. Ahread was her car, and the road home. She did not look back.
Aus "Body Double" von Tess Gerritsen
