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We Have Lost The Plot (We Have Lost #5) We Have Lost The Plot by Paul Mathews
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“he could sit on a fence and the birds would feed him.”
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“People are saying I’m the biggest hit in politics since Donald Trump!’ ‘I think you misheard the biggest hit part.”
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“Dominic beamed and adopted a bad Texan accent. ‘Better a hobo than a homeowner be.’ Louie forced a smile. ‘Then the barman can’t tell you to head home.”
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“Sidewalks? What’s wrong with sidewalks? I mean, some of my best friends are sidewalks!”
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“Trump World”
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“One of Howie’s knees gave way suddenly. He jerked his leg into a stable position, slapped a hand on the back of a nearby chair for support and prayed to whichever gods were still taking an active interest in British public life to make this visit as quick and as painless as possible. But they weren’t listening. Lipstick was still being applied. And he was still being ignored.”
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“Lorraine reverted back to cavewoman.”
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“Operation Clooney.”
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“Britt ignored the growing sense of dread swirling inside her stomach and tapped tentatively on the battered door of Lorraine Grayson’s office. Fifteen seconds dragged by. Apart from her heart beating more rapidly in her chest, nothing happened. As she raised her hand for a second attempt, a scream from inside caused her to recoil. It was the kind she’d only ever heard in those low-budget horror movies Howie enjoyed watching on a Friday evening after drinking too much Guinness. The scream morphed into a deathly gurgle. It sounded like someone was being strangled. A few seconds of forbidding silence. Then a grunting noise, followed by the sound of something being smashed in furious retribution, caused Britt to think twice about entering this madwoman’s lair. Maybe she would come back in half an hour. Yes. A quick espresso in the NSIS canteen to allow things to calm down. By then, Lorraine’s mood would have descended from the realms of complete insanity, dropped through the domain of the dangerously demented, and settled into its more natural state of moderate lunacy. Hopefully. Then the door swung open and Lorraine’s squat figure was in front of her – cheeks crimson, hair tousled, eyes bulging, lungs heaving. From the look of her, Britt wouldn’t have been surprised to discover she had just strangled someone.”
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“You put on someone else’s clothes, say someone else’s words – to someone else who’s in someone else’s clothes and saying someone else’s words – while someone else tells you where and when to sit, stand and run and, at the end of it all, you’re just hoping for someone else’s approval.”
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“I’m hoping someone will make a movie of this blockbuster e-book one day.”
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“Is everyone else who works in Buckingham Palace a complete lunatic?’ Howie winked. ‘You know the saying. You don’t have to be mad to work here. But it helps.”
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“countries. I can recommend the Peruvian llama-cheese ale or the Polish pierogi porter.’ ‘They sound revolting. You got any Guinness?’ ‘If you want Guinness, I suggest you cross the street and visit a public house.’ Howie took a step forward. ‘Do I look like the type of person who abandons his professional duties to grab a pint during working hours?’ The duty manager paused. ‘Do you really want me to answer that, sir?”
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“Lorraine went back to making stupid faces. ‘Is that what an escalope is?’ ‘Yes. It’s a boneless piece of meat.’ ‘Oh. I thought it was seafood.’ ‘You’re thinking of a scallop.’ ‘I’m not really thinking of anything. I’m just saying words that come into my head.”
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“Never ask a liar if he’s lying to you,’ drawled Louie. ‘You’ll only tie yourself up in knots trying to figure out what the hell they’re not trying to tell you.”
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“Rocky Zito’s the name. Movies are my game. You probably heard of me?’ Howie hadn’t before today. He steered clear of horror films. He experienced enough terror at work.”
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“Now, has your memory come back? Can you remember who you were with last night?’ Zayn’s expression suggested he was mentally constipated. ‘Last night?”
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