We Solve Murders (We Solve Murders, #1)

by Richard Osman

He approaches the woman, places a hand on her shoulder, and gives his kindest smile. “Would you like an autograph?” The woman looks up, tears still streaming down her face. “I’m afraid I don’t know who you are, dear. I would advise you to take your hand off my shoulder, though.” Max nods, slowly. He gets it. Grief does the funniest things to people.

HA

“They still seem to like you, though,” says Rosie. “That’s because I lose,” says Ferdy. “If I’d won, they’d hate me. That’s politics.”

So good