Semper Vigilo – that’s our motto,’ Rebus said,
Muted ‘thanks’ as the person moved away. ‘It
POETS day, he reminded Siobhan. Piss Off Early, Tomorrow’s Saturday, she recited.
Rebus lifted a Guardian
The mistrust and resentment they brought with them, the way tribes feared anything new, anything from outside the camp’s tight confines.
No sooner had he finished with a case than another two or three appeared in its place. What was the name of that creature? The Hydra, was it? That was what he was fighting. Every time he cut off a hea...
Ann Street was reckoned by many to be the most beautiful terrace in the city. Tucked away between Queensferry Road and Stockbridge, its two elegant facing rows of Georgian homes were separated by a na...
As usual, Vanderhyde’s memory was sharp enough when it suited him. ‘That’s true. All the same, you were there.’ ‘Yes, I was. But I left several hours before the fire started. Not guilty, your honour.’...
Rebus nodded his understanding. The Murder Room was quiet when he reached it. Roy Frazer was reading a paper. Finished with this? Rebus asked, picking up another. Frazer nodded. Chicken phal, Rebus ex...
It was a quiet street—people kept themselves to themselves. It
One was very
Where was the religion for a man who believed that good and bad must coexist, even within the individual? Where was the religion for a man who believed in God but not in God’s religion?
Rather than hanging around like a fart under a duvet.
We’ve piled his plate high with shit, Fox conceded. And not even tied a bib around his neck, Kaye added. Is your afternoon grilling to be courtesy of a woman called Stoddart?
I went to the Oxford Bar first off, but they said they hardly see you these days. I’m at the age where nothing should surprise me, but
I doubt he’d give me the smell from his farts—no, tell a lie: in that one respect he’s being more than generous.
This bleak housing-scheme, designed by sadists who’d never had to live anywhere near it, had a heart which had shrivelled but refused to stop pumping.
He felt his arms ache and, looking down, saw that the girl had stopped struggling. There came that point, that sudden, blissful point, when it was useless to go on living, and when the mind and body c...
There’s an insult buried in there somewhere, but I can’t quite see it.
Went to take a look at it. A plaque
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