"She felt strangely unsettled, knowing that she was sleeping five doors away from Strike. That was Matthew´s fault, of course. If you sleep with him, we´re over for good.
Her unruly imagination suddenly presented her with the sound of a knock on the door, Strike inviting himself in on some slim pretext...
Don´t be ridiculous.
She rolled over, pressing her flushed face into the pillow. What was she thinking? Damn Matthew, putting things in her head, judging her by himself....
Strike, meanwhile, had not yet made it into bed. [...] Lying with his hands behind his head he stared up at the dark ceiling and thought about Robin, lying five rooms away."
I feel strangely unsettled, because I can´t take 300 more pages of this badly written "hinting-at-a-relationsship" crap. I´m this close to DNF this book and skim read who the murderer is. I have to think this over for a little bit.
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