Who shot you?"
For a moment he looked annoyed. "I fail to see what that's got to do with anything. Reading assures me that anyone who's ever met me would have reason to shoot me, so I must
admit with all candor that I have no idea. Was it you?"
"If I'd shot you I wouldn't have missed," she said.
"Was that wishful thinking or are you in fact a practiced shot?"
"Desire would have made up for lack of expertise.

Autore: Anne Stuart