Here's a touch of snark from Diversion, with snarky narcotics agent Lucky Lucklighter:
Either Newbie had stupid moments, or a death wish, for he insisted on talking—to Lucky. "Pretty lady. Is she your sister?”
Bo stared over Lucky’s shoulder at a picture of Charlotte holding her oldest son. She’d been pregnant with the second at the time. What was he now? Eleven? Twelve? The woman desperately needed to send a new picture.
Lucky offered a challenging glare. “What if she’s my wife or girlfriend?”
Bo’s jaw dropped open before he snapped his mouth closed and attempted to hide blatant disbelief. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”
“She’s my sister,” Lucky growled, flipping the picture face down. “Now, did you leave something on my desk?”
“Then would you mind getting the hell back to your own?”
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