Slough House

‘Well, I considered leaving a horse’s head in her bed,’ said Lamb. ‘But the logistics are insane.’

Cantor would have found out the hard way that you never feed a cat just once. You feed a cat, it owns you ever after.

Because history was cyclical, of course, and more walls would be built, and there’d always be those who hoped it would be better on one side than the other, and die attempting to find out. And in the longer run those walls would fall too, along with the despots who’d built them, crushed by the bricks they’d stacked so high. Walls couldn’t last.