Quotes About Security

The bedrock attribute of a successful city district is that a person must feel personally safe and secure on the street among all these strangers.

Gotta protect the little dudes. I tried an AK-47, but it wouldn't fit under my seat. I like the Uzi better, anyway. It looks better with the dress. The AK seems too casual to me.

Morelli beeped his truck unlocked. "If you're looking for your rent-a-cop, I told Ranger you'd be with me this morning." "Did he make you take a blood oath that you'd protect me?" "He asked me if I had adequate health insurance.

Nice tackle, babe. Ranger

I was driving by, doing a security check... and I smelled leg of lamb. Morelli

Saved by the grandma Ranger

Bullets are creepy. Stephenie

I'll be real discreet," Tank said. As discreet as a six-foot-six, no-neck guy weighing three hundred and fifty pounds, all dressed in black SWAT clothes, with a Glock holstered at his side could be.

Wondering where Ranger was now, when I needed him. Why wasn't he here, insisting on locking me up in a safe house? Now that my hamster's cage was clean, I'd be happy to oblige.

Kate prefers a loaded gun next to her bed. Is that all? Jake asked Kate. Where's your hand grenade? I don't have a hand grenade. What happened to the one I gave you for Christmas? I forgot about that, she said. I guess it's around the apartment somewhere. You lost a hand grenade in your apartment? Nick said. Next time I visit I'll be more careful.

You're my bodyguard and lover. She shook her head. Just your bodyguard. He'll never believe I'm not sleeping with you. You aren't. Even I find that unbelievable, Nick said.

Connie drove a silver Camry with rosary beads hanging from her rearview mirror and a Smith& Wesson stuck under the seat. No matter whatwent down, Connie was covered.

As a backup, I intended to get a quart of defense spray. I wasn't much good with a gun, but I was bitchin' with an aerosol can.

Is that why you have hand grenades and a garrote in your nightstand? They're sleep aids.

was pulled out of the water and wrapped in a blanket. Someone removed the cuffs. Ranger held me tight against him, his cheek against mine. "You're okay," he said. "You're safe.

Babe," Ranger said, wrapping his arms around me, gathering me close to him.

You were worried about me?" "No," Hal said. "I was worried Ranger would kill me if I lost you.

Did you pack an extra gun?" "Of course," she said. "You can never have too many weapons." Jake smiled. "I raised you right.

changed expression. Wariness, maybe. I felt a body move so close it was skimming my own, and a warm hand protectively settled at the base of my neck. Without turning I knew it was Ranger.

You would let nine million dollars sit under this concrete?' 'Yeah.' He toed the concrete. 'I like my floor. The guys did a good job on it. It's nice and smooth.' 'If we got married and you died, I'd have this floor up before your body got cold.' 'As long as you don't slit my throat while I'm sleeping.' He looked down at me. 'You wouldn't, would you?' 'Not for money.

I don't know what this country's coming to when an old lady can't keep a gun in her purse.

I wasn't afraid of the dark, but I wasn't in love with it either. Well, okay, I was afraid of the dark.

Of course, you need protecting.

Smith & Wesson .45 revolver.