Rebus remembered that the premature withdrawal of the penis during intercourse for contraceptive reasons was often referred to as ‘getting off at Haymarket.
Rain wasn’t quite falling yet, but it had scheduled an appointment.
View, returning from the corner shop. He hadn’t shaved or combed his hair. His shirt wasn’t tucked in. He carried
Morning edition. Unless, of course, the
In Scotland. There was no need: the Scots had bigotry instead.
All eyes turned towards him, entered the
If it were a peg, you couldn’t hang a fucking hankie on it, never mind your coat.
We’re ready for the off, then.
POETS day, he reminded Siobhan. Piss Off Early, Tomorrow’s Saturday, she recited.
Now is the first day of the rest of your strife.
Bad Men Do What Good Men
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.’...
When the shit was heading fanwards.
There’s an insult buried in there somewhere, but I can’t quite see it.
Sky glowing dull pink. Simmer dim, as the Shetlanders called
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...
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...
Ah, but it was not a nice world this, not a nice world at all. It was an Old Testament land that he found himself in, a land of barbarity and retribution.
Also, he was more discriminating now than he had been then, back in the old days when he would read a book to its bitter end whether he liked it or not. These days, a book he disliked was unlikely to...
The club coincided.