Fowler arrived right on time, of course. Joel couldn’t prevent himself smiling. “Hello, Detective Sergeant.” “You really don’t have to call me that. How are you?” “Very well. Tea? Kettle’s on.” “I’d be disappointed if it wasn’t.”
So... When I was little, if I ever read something I, like, REALLY liked, I bit the page. I was the bane of library books. KJ Charles makes me feral again, I swear. Be glad this is an ebook, because if I had this is in paperback, it would be decorated with teeth marks.
