Broken Ground
Val McDermid
"He felt a new respect for gravediggers who had to do this every working day. When all of this was over, you wouldn’t catch him doing that for a living."
"He felt a new respect for gravediggers who had to do this every working day. When all of this was over, you wouldn’t catch him doing that for a living."
"Who'd want me for a flatmate?"
"Each year, a little more deterioration—a sign gone, a door off its hinges, a windowpane shattered—until finally the wreckers appeared, and now we might never have existed at all."
"It’s not every day that you walk into your apartment and find that your cat has turned into a dog."
"Her daughter’s voice grates on her eardrums. Isabelle rubs her eyes. Tries to erase the incomprehensible sight. But it is still there, just like her daughter’s monotonous whine."
"He still had doubts about returning to work. How much of a cop could he be? He had been assured the arm would make ‘absolutely no difference to anyone or any aspect of the job’. Really?"
"It turned into my version of Take a Crime Boss to Work Day."
"Your task involves placing the candidates under sufficient duress for us to test various criteria: their coolness under pressure, their conduct in an extremely stressful scenario, and their loyalty to the values of the company to which they belong."
"I’m talking about the little details. I’m talking about the drips of money that have become a nice, steady river into someone else’s pocket."
"He had not liked Jack at first. He had already been in the CCC almost a year when Jack joined."
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