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372 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 14, 2026
Even so, it emasculated Miguel to discover how much past its sell-by was his by-line.Perfect example of the author’s penchant for hyphens and impenetrable sentences that acted, for me, less like literary curlicues and more like verbal spike belts.
That moustache. It seemed lineally descended from Yosemite Sam and the Asterix cartoons. To Paige’s way of thinking, [the baddie] had sprouted it as a carroty shield to conceal whatever brimstone was rumoured to bubble and steam out of view behind the dense ring of conifers that hedged in the family property near Sumpter.His moustache was so big it blocked the scenery? Whew.
In the clear and easy rhythm of her stride he saw a path towards unblocking his future. He had the breathtaking cocksureness to expect that she might fancy a role in his decongestion.Wow, less sex and more phlegm, Nick! Yes, yes, I know we’re talking about the baddie, but these passages just added to his cartoonishness and really detracted from the focus of his crimes. Oh, and he gnashes too, seriously.
The ‘fella with the vibrissae’, as Doug (who in this category fancied himself an expert) liked to refer to him.
Lia looks back and forth, stitching something together with her eyes.
Lia mumbles something. She’s not making sense. Her whelps in the back seat have accompanied the three of them all the way from Cedar Wood.She has puppies?
’Si,si,si.' Miguel repeats it three times, stressing each syllable.Read that one out loud.
Leandro was four when Nissa left Dyer for an English lawyer, Nigel Trenchpain. Her disappearance gouged a hole in the earth next to him.I actually loved that little Easter egg. Oh, and there’s a fun little passage about a Leica camera described as “throbbing and alive.” Um, OK, Nick.