a poetical response following close observation: pebbles for rivers of stones
Well, you just do, don't you? Otherwise you cease to function. What's the book?
It's Michael Robotham's 'Bleed for me'. I only discovered him in October, part of my quest for British detective novels, and picked up this and 'Bombproof' in December. Second, in my opinion, only to Ian Rankin.
There's nowhere but up from that position!