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The Running Grave

Index ID: TRG — Publication date: September 26th, 2023

Note: Published as Robert Galbraith.
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Letters between Sir Colin and Lady Edensor and their son William

13 March 2012

Will,

We were appalled to learn from your personal tutor yesterday that you’ve dropped out of university and joined some kind of religious movement. We’re even more astounded that you didn’t discuss this with us, or bother to tell us where you were going.

Unless we’re being lied to by the woman who answers the phone at the headquarters of the Universal Humanitarian Church, handwritten letters are the only means of contacting members. She gave me her word that this letter would be passed to you.

Your mother and I don’t understand why you’ve done this, why you didn’t talk to us first, or what can have persuaded you to abandon your course and your friends. We’re extremely worried about you.

Please get in touch IMMEDIATELY you receive this.

Dad


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The Ink Black Heart

Index ID: IBH — Publication date: August 30th, 2022

Note: Published as Robert Galbraith.
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Of all the couples sitting in the Rivoli Bar at the Ritz that Thursday evening, the pair that was having the most conspicuously good time was not, in fact, a couple.


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The Christmas Pig

Index ID: TCP — Publication date: October 12th, 2021

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Dur Pig was a small toy pig made of the same material as a soft towel. He had little plastic beans in his tummy, which made him fun to throw. His squishy trotters were exactly the right size to wipe away a tear. When his owner, Jack, was very young, he fell asleep every night sucking Dur Pig’s ear.


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Troubled Blood

Index ID: TB — Publication date: September 15th, 2020

Note: Published as Robert Galbraith.
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“You’re a Cornishman, born and bred,” said Dave Polworth irritably. “‘Strike’ isn’t even your proper name. By rights, you’re a Nancarrow. You’re not going to sit here and say you’d call yourself English?”


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Lethal White

Index ID: LW — Publication date: September 18th, 2018

Note: Published as Robert Galbraith.
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If only the swans would swim side by side on the dark green lake, this picture might turn out to be the crowning achievement of the wedding photographer’s career.


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Career of Evil

Index ID: COE — Publication date: October 20th, 2015

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He had not managed to scrub off all her blood. A dark line like a parenthesis lay under the middle fingernail of his left hand. He set to digging it out, although he quited liked seeing it there: a memento of the previous day’s pleasures. After a minute’s fruitless scraping, he put the bloody nail in his mouth and sucked. The ferrous tang recalled the smell of the torrent that had splashed wildly onto the tiled flood, spattering the walls, drenching his jeans and turning the peach-colored bath towels -fluffy, dry and neatly folded- into blood-soaked rags.


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The Silkworm

Index ID: SW — Publication date: June 19th, 2014

Note: Published as Robert Galbraith.
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“Someone bloody famous,” said the hoarse voice on the end of the lne, “better’ve died, Strike.”


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The Cuckoo’s Calling

Index ID: TCC — Publication date: April 4th, 2013

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The buzz in the street was like the humming of flies. Photographers stood massed behind barriers patrolled by police, their long-snouted cameras poised, their breath rising like steam. Snow fell steadily on to hats and shoulders; gloved fingers wiped lenses clear. From time to time there came outbreaks of desultory clicking, as the watchers filled the waiting time by snapping the white canvas tent in the middle of the road, the entrace to the tall red-brick apartment block behind it, and the balcony on the top floor from which the body had fallen.


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The Casual Vacancy

Index ID: TCV — Publication date: September 27th, 2012

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Barry Fairbrother did not want to go out to dinner. He had endured a thumping headache for most of the weekend and was struggling to make a deadline for the local newspaper.


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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Index ID: HPDH — Publication date: July 21st, 2007

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The two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane. For a second they stood quite still, wands directed at each other’s chests; then, recognising each other, they stowed their wands beneath their cloaks and started walking briskly in the same direction.


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