"Time's up, kiddo. I can save them — all of them — but you have to want it. Let's say we shake on it..."
— The Man in the Wall, Warframe
"Come on, boys. Won't you shake a poor sinner's hand?"
— Dr. Facilier, The Princess and the Frog
The cowboy looked at Link's outstretched hand the way a child molester might respond to an unexpected flash of young thigh in a playground. He finished cleaning his hands, put the rag back in his pocket, then shook Link's hand in return. Link felt an unpleasant sensation, as if there were bugs crawling on his skin. He tried to hide it, but he felt sure that the cowboy had seen the change in his expression.
"Buddy Carson," said the cowboy.
He had noticed Link's response. Buddy was finely attuned to the rhythms of other people's bodies. It made him good at what he did.
"It was my pleasure," said Buddy, as the cells in Link's body started to metastasize and his liver began to rot.
"Buddy Carson," said the cowboy.
He had noticed Link's response. Buddy was finely attuned to the rhythms of other people's bodies. It made him good at what he did.
"It was my pleasure," said Buddy, as the cells in Link's body started to metastasize and his liver began to rot.
— The Cancer Cowboy Rides, by John Connolly
