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1 " Neighbours complaining about someone’s dog making an awful racket. You could hardly blame the poor beast, its owner had died in her bed at least a fortnight before and there hadn’t been much left of the old girl worth eating. "
― , Natural Causes (Inspector McLean, #1)
2 " deal in mumbo-jumbo. Why, I felt your aura the moment you stepped through the front door.’ ‘And do you know why we’ve come calling then?’ It was MacBride who asked the question, but only because he beat McLean to it. ‘Of course, of course. You want to know about ritual killing. Nasty business. Never works, at least not in my experience, but it’s worse than alcohol for bringing out the devil in people, if you know what I mean.’ ‘How did you … ?’ MacBride’s mouth hung open as the words escaped. Madame Rose let out a snort of most unlady-like laughter. ‘The spirit world talks to me, detective sergeant. And Jayne McIntyre from time to time.’ ‘I don’t have a lot of time, and even less patience.’ McLean shoved his warrant card back in his pocket. ‘I was led to believe you knew "
3 " body. Why did Carstairs invite you round to his "