Well as soon as it hit, everyone was a little nervous because Katrina was going right though New Orleans. All the phones are down, can't get a hold of him.

It's upsetting for me. I can't speak for everyone else, but I know it's upsetting for me.

It's mind blowing dealing with something like that, but you don't really expect a death in the family either. All you can do is sit and pray and pace the floors.

He doesn't know she passed on. Everyone is trying to get a hold of him, nobody can get a hold of him.

As Sloan approached the door, Paul Lyons lifted his eyes to watch her leave. He found himself wondering why after all these years they couldn’t manage to get along for a lousy twenty minutes. Perhaps it was the result of their inability to compromise—to give each other the benefit of the doubt. Or maybe they’d both simply lost the ability to trust another human being and believe anything good could come of this world.

Revenge requires taking oneself apart from the noise of men and of things, even from what resembles them; only the twisted soul remains. The consequences of my actions can not be remedied nor can they be wiped away. Eight deaths I must atone for in the afterlife. I’m cursed in both worlds. But one more job and my obligation ends. One more kill and I am free. – Akira Sato, Twisted Threads