Status Updates From Mourn Not Your Dead (Duncan...

First lines | "His office seemed to shrink as he paced. The walls drew in, their angles distorted by the elongated shadows cast from the swivel lamp on his desk. The Yard always felt a bit eerie at night, as if the very emptiness of the rooms had a presence. He stopped at the bookcases and ran his finger along the spines of the well-thumbed books on the top shelf."

I listen to these as a sort of escape from the realities of our encroaching police state here in the US.
This one is starting off a bit silly with Gemma all twisted out of shape from the consequences of her impulses at the end of the last book in this series.

It’s tedious already and I’m not a quarter into the book.