The Twist of a Knife (Hawthorne & Horowitz #4)

by Anthony Horowitz

I shouldn’t have gone. I wish I’d listened to my earlier instincts and gone home with my family. Everything would have been so different. But, of course, you never know these things at the time. That’s why life is so different to fiction. Every day is a single page and you have no chance to thumb forward and see what lies ahead.

The only thing he’s ever hit in his life is a computer keyboard. He writes about murder but I’ve seen him get queasy at the sight of blood. And if he killed every critic who had something bad to say about his work, there’d be hundreds of corpses littered across the country.’