Abeer

“You think it’s okay to leave them?” he asked as they crossed the hall. “What if they try and microwave a saucepan or something?” “Or blow up the fridge,” added Billie. “Or worse,” said Kett. “Put peanut butter on my toast.” “The horror,” said Billie with a laugh.”
― Alex Smith, Truly Madly Deadly

“You think it’s simple, because the death is the stone, and you just have to follow the ripples back to where it started. But then you have two deaths, two stones, two places where the ripples radiate from. The more people you add, the more people you talk to, the more complicated it gets. You’re basically throwing a fistful of gravel into the pond and trying to make sense of it.”
― Alex Smith, Unholy Saints

“If you kill your wife, you don’t concoct a tall tale about somebody locking you in a van and making you fight to the death. You do it discretely, you hide the body, you claim innocence.”
― Alex Smith, Truly Madly Deadly

“Thanks for being a friend, Robbie,” he said as he started the engine. “I’m going home to drown my sorrows. I’m destined to be alone forever.” “No you’re bloody not,” said Kett, diving into the passenger seat before Balls could drive off. The little man looked at him with an expression of pure hope. “You’re coming with me?” he said. “Because we’re friends?” “No,” said Kett. “I just need you to drive me back to the station.”
― Alex Smith, Truly Madly Deadly