Fab Fiction Lines
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- “The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at the time as ‘The Styles Case’ has now somewhat subsided. Nevertheless, in view of the worldwide notoriety which attended it, I have been asked, both by my friend Poirot and the family themselves, to write an account of the whole story. This, we trust, we effectually silence the sensational rumours which still persist.” (Mysterious Affair at Styles, Agatha Christie)
- “You know, Doc, you’re not the first shrink I’ve seen since I got back. The one my family doctor recommended right after I came home was a real prize. The guy tried to act like he didn’t know who I was.” (Still Missing, Chevy Stevens)
- “They shuffled into the courtroom like twelve of San Francisco’s homeless, shoulders hunched and heads bowed as if searching the sidewalk for spare change.” (The Jury Master, Robert Dugoni. Thanks to Judee for the suggestion!)
- “What the hell am I doing here?” Shivaun Corbin muttered as she stood with her luggage around her on the steps of the Mississippi mansion with its six round white columns holding up the roof. (Sugar Magnolia, Janie Franz)
- “You are invited to the death of Nayan Gupta.” (Date with a Sheeshaw, Anthony Bidulka)
- “One of the very few advantages of being dead, I’ve discovered, is that you can say whatever you like.” (The Celtic Riddle, Lyn Hamilton)
- “At first, everyone thought the retrieving trial judge had been killed by a blind man shooting blanks at a dead pigeon.” (Dining with Devils, Gordon Aalborg)
- “Three minutes before the Hallowe’en edition of ‘Canada This Week’ went on the air I learned that the man who had murdered my husband had been shot to death.” (A Colder Kind of Death, Gail Bowen)
- “Detective Inspector Annie Cabot thought it was a great shame that she had to spend one of the most beautiful days of the year so far at a crime scene, especially a hanging.” (All the Colors of Darkness, Peter Robinson)
- “It was back in January when I’d been asked to coordinate security for the May Ball as St. John’s. I didn’t play hard to get.” (Nights in White Satin, Michelle Spring)
- “My name is Ingrid Anastasia Beaumont. My ex used to say my initials stood for ‘I’m a bitch’. True.” (Footprints in the Butter, Denise Dietz)
- “Murder was like magic, he thought.” (The Wire in the Blood, Val McDermid)
- “Fred Phillips is running.” Anne Cattrell’s remark burst upon the silence of that afternoon like a fart at a vicar’s tea-party.” (The Ice House, Minette Walters)
- “My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6, 1973.” (The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold)
