He would normally have ignored the screwdriver, but the way she clutched it made it suddenly look weaponous and deadly.

Even with that many votes, a few thousand errant dialings could affect the results.

They steered around the courtyard, where they could see the bastards in black sweatshirts and the bigass altered mobsters with big-ass guns holding off the OCU and trying to advance on the Sibyls.

Of their great agony […] […] mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald.