Tickled To Death And Other Stories Of Crime And Suspense (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
So he read it. Mario, the barman, had handed it over. Having a variety of postal addresses in pubs and bars all over London was a habit Larry had developed in less opulent days, and one that he had not attempted to break after his marriage to Lydia. The sort of letters he received had changed, though; there were less instructions from “business associates”, less guilty wads of notes buying other people’s extramarital secrets; their place had been taken by confirmations of his own sexual assignations, correspondence that could, by the widest distension of the category, be classed as love letters. Marriage had not meant an end of secrets. But it had meant an upgrading of some of the “postes restantes”. Gaston’s Bar in Albemarle Street was a definite advance on the Stag’s Head in Kilburn. And the Savile Row suit, from which he flicked the salt shed by Mario’s peanuts, was more elegant than a hotel porter’s uniform. The gold identity bracelet that clinked reassuringly on his wrist, was more comfortable than a handcuff.
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