“I would have come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.”

“The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.”

“No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for 'good luck.”

“No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for 'good luck.”