robin-ellacott

For all his determination to keep her at arm's length, they had literally leaned on each other. He could remember exactly what it felt like to have his arm around her waist as they had meandered towards Hazlitt's Hotel. She was tall enough to hold easily. He had never fancied very small

Strike was becoming steadily more taciturn, his expression brooding. Robin wondered whether this was because he was hungry__e was a man who needed regular sustenance to maintain an equable mood__r for some darker reason.