You know why I think you're working with Cristos? Because once I was captured, once he got what he wanted, it would be far easier to pin it all on me, to kill my wife, dump her body where it would never be found, convince me and the world that I was crazy, no trial, just lock me up in a padded room until I succumbed to the cancer. That sounds like a pretty good plan, Frank said, half joking.

Why in ten thousand years scarce will the rain and storms lessen a mountain top by a span in thickness?

We requested permission but got a thumbs-down.

… we were losing speed for the descent into King's Cross Platform 8, where a large crowd had gathered. For the last time, an HST braked gently and smoothly to a stand at the stopblock, and it was all over.