The Bullet That Missed (Thursday Murder Club, #3)

by Richard Osman

“And about a grand a week in makeup,” says Pauline, putting the finishing touches to Ron.

Oh I like Pauline. :-)

Ron Ritchie at the heart of it.

He is just enjoying free wine with four harmless pensioners.

Uhhh, not. :-)

Bogdan is not a homicidal maniac; Elizabeth is.

and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

much more optimistic than Macbeth :-)

she is a ruthless killer and, without wishing to be judgmental about it, that is fairly bad.

cackle

small moments that turn acquaintance into friendship.

One thing he has come to understand, after a lifetime in crime, is that your henchmen are not real friends.

Neither are one's staff members, in other professions. Learned that the hard way.

when there was Joyce and Elizabeth and Alan, and a whole gang to be a part of?

I’m elderly, you see.” Elizabeth tries to sit up, but the paramedic is having none of it.

Oh, Elizabeth. Drama queen. :-) A very crafty drama queen!

I couldn’t say, oh, she’s a spy, she does this sort of thing all the time. Honestly, slumping to the floor and groaning. You might have warned me.”

audible cackle!

silk shirt unbuttoned to a point beyond the confidence of any ordinary man.

LOL

that’s my big news. Also, I had a gun in my handbag, which, on any other day, would probably be the big news. Thirdly, Blackfriars Station has the tiniest branch of WHSmith you’ve ever seen in your life.

I just love these books.

He makes everything feel like it was your idea in the first place.

Quite a skill!