Daisy Jones And The Six Audiobook Cast Novels & Stories

A deep, authoritative voice answers from the other end. Jimmy laughs. "Well, I’ve got some good news for you, Inspector General. Really good news,” he smiles, still looking at Daisy. She is crying now, tears streaming down her face. Her body is shaking and she is trying to hold it together but her efforts aren't working because her body is still trembling with silent sobs. She is not holding it together at all. My heart is literally breaking and I wish I can just march over to that bastard and rip his head off.

“Crazy” “Shut it,” I rasp, stealing his line. The insult lands so clean he retreats to find a different audience for his pride. As his steps fade, Daisy sidles, coughs three times, sees, hides, and palms the groove. Her thumb finds brass. She tucks the key under the whale patch on the nail, then smooths her face to blank. Scripture the jackal will never read. “How many?” Rowan breathes. “Six. Two near, four in ear.” He nods. He can count boots through walls.

He pushed it open. A woman stood inside. Not Daisy. Another woman. Blonde. Pale. Tied up. "Help," she whispered. Cole ran to her. "Who are you?" "They call me June," she said. "Please untie me." He hesitated. "I'm not lying," she said. "I heard them talking. They took someone named Daisy. I think they moved her." Cole cut the ropes. "Come with me." Daisy was still in the room. Still alone. She had eaten half the sandwich. It wasn’t poisoned. She drank some water.