• Was it all inevitable, John?" Reeve was pushing his fingers across the floor of the cell, seated on his haunches. I was lying on the mattress. Yes," I said. "I think it was. Certainly, it's written that way. The end of the book is there before the beginning's hardly started.

    Ian Rankin (2014). “Knots and Crosses: An Inspector Rebus Novel”, p.170, Macmillan