You're going to have to, Xan. You may have to kill her, too. - P. D. James

Use some reverence. Remember what he was only a minute ago. You wouldn't have dared laid a hand on him.

One of my earliest loves was the Book of Common Prayer. I was seduced by it, by its beautiful words and the sense of history.

He had learned to be as wary of intuition as he was of superficial judgements, but it was hardly possible to be a long-serving detective officer and not know when a witness was lying. It wasn't always suspicious or even significant. Nearly everyone had something to hide. And it was optimistic to expect the whole truth at a first interview. A wise suspect answered questions and kept his counsel; only the naïve confused a police officer with a social worker.