‘What was that?’ said Chalmers.

  Nightingale grinned. ‘Nothing,’ he said.

  The door opened and DC Fisher reappeared holding a cup of coffee. Chalmers smiled up at her. ‘Mr Nightingale will be having that to go, as the Americans say,’ he said.

 

 

  Stephen Leather, The Whisper Man

 

 

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