What Abigail Did That Summer (Rivers of London, #5.3)

by Ben Aaronovitch

And then I give her one of my disposable identities that I use when I want to keep people at arm’s length. Which, if truth be told, is most people most of the time.

“For operational reasons,” says Indigo, “you should call me Gaspode.” “Gaspode?” “That’s my cover name,” says Indigo. “Part of my legend.” “Def going to be legendary if you don’t get off the street,” I say.