The October Man (Rivers of London, #7.5)

by Ben Aaronovitch

‘Police work,’ said Stefan, ‘is ninety per cent paperwork, nine per cent bullshit and one per cent horror.’

I ended up in the Abteilung KDA because I didn’t talk myself out of it fast enough, and because the Director has a vile sense of humour. I ended up learning magic because you can’t trust the British to keep to an agreement over the long term.

‘But as the wise man said, life’s too short to drink bad wine. Regret is a terrible vintage.’