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Amongst Our Weapons, Audio Edition

Saturday, November 12, 2022

Amongst Our Weapons, Audio Edition (2022) Ben Aaronovitch narrated by Kobna Holdbrook-Smith (Rivers of London)

Amongst Our WeaponsThis is the most recent Rivers of London / Peter Grant book, and now I’m all caught up and have to find something else to listen to.

I sped through this when I read it in the spring, so I there were plenty of things I picked up this time around, since I was listening.

Peter has been training officers to assist Nightingale and the Folly, since Peter is going to be out on paternity leave any minute now.

There is of course Guleed.

(B)efore the PC on the passenger side got a chance to ask Guleed why she was loitering while wearing a hijab in a built-up area, the driver leaned forward to get a look at us and recognized me.

“Is that you, Peter?” she said. “You on a job?”

Her name was, I kid you not, Tiffany Walvoord, and she had been part of the emergency response team that helped extricate me from that unfortunate business in Kew. “Don’t worry, Tiff,” I said. “Just a notification and statement.”

“Promise?” said Tiffany.

“That’s it,” I said. “If it gets interesting, do you want me to call you?”

“No,” said Tiffany. “I want you to wait half an hour until I’m off shift.”

Yet they still need other Falcon-capable officers.

Peter desperately wants to close this current case before he goes on maternity leave, but they aren’t quite certain what to do about and angel of death.

“It’s hardly likely to be an actual biblical angel,” he said when I’d finished.

“Why not?”

“In a world chock-full of murderous blaspheming bastards,” he said, “why would an omnipotent and omniscient deity pick a couple of obscure Brits to do away with in such a public manner.”

“Maybe they did something particularly bad?”

“Have you looked at the news recently?” said Postmartin.

In addition to all the Monty Python References (see the title for starters) it is as snarky as ever.

(A) dozen or more kids were playing amongst the ruins.

“God, I hope they’ve had their tetanus jabs,” said Danni as we watched a pair of boys sled down a rubble heap on a piece of rusty corrugated iron.

“Don’t be such a mitherer,” said Brook. “If you don’t bloody your knees when you’re a kiddie, what kind of a childhood would that be?”

“One without septicemia?”

And of course there are Monty Python references.

“?‘ Arise, O God, judge thy own cause.’ ?”

“Psalm 73,” said Postmartin. “The motto of the Spanish Inquisition.”

“Well, fuck me,” said Seawoll. “I wasn’t expecting them.”

There are still comics coming out, but I don’t know if there will be more books. I hope so, but I don’t want him to write them because he has to, but because he wants to.

Publisher: DAW

Rating: 8.5/10


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