1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 160: Took me for five biggies. That still hurts; I’m a diplomat, not a millionaire.at biggie, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 213: ‘How long have you been on the Bob Hope, Kirstie?’ ‘You mean the Merry?’ [...] ‘Merry Mac, crack,’ he explained.at Bob Hope, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 57: All the forensic boffins looked about nineteen years old.at boffin, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 141: It does ring a bell, way at the back of the old brainpan.at brainpan (n.) under brain, n.1
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 158: Not even Tresa McAnally was brass-necked enough to repeat the lie.at brass-neck, adj.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 82: Rebus would have called Tresa McAnully ‘feisty’; maybe even ‘brassy’.at brassy, adj.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 88: ‘Buggered if I know,’ he announced to himself.at buggered if I know under buggered, adj.1
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 105: Rico was just about the best and worst housebreaker on the east coast. It wasn’t that he was cack-handed.at cack-handed, adj.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 81: ‘Forgotten, Miss Profitt?’ Rebus shook his head. ‘I don’t think so, not by a long chalk.’.at by a long chalk under chalk, n.1
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 109: Aye, and maybe he’s half-shot and sleeping it off.at half-shot, adj.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 77: You didn’t have to be too old to qualify for a nip of the harder stuff.at hard stuff, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 76: There was enough booze in the kitchenette to start a fair old hootenanny, but this was a wake rather than a celebration.at hootenanny, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 80: ‘What’s it to you?’ Her cheeks were reddening with anger.at what’s it to you?, phr.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 144: I’d leave you to squat on the pan and send your career down the lavvy like the night before’s kebab.at lavvy, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 213: ‘How long have you been on the Bob Hope, Kirstie?’ ‘You mean the Merry?’ [...] ‘Merry Mac, crack,’ he explained.at Merry Mac, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 86: The governor dismissed this with a wave of his hand. ‘It’s not often a suicide on the outside brings me into the equation.’.at outside, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 148: Rebus had been to a cash machine. He laid a crisp twenty on the console [...] Gerry Dip palmed the note.at palm, v.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 211: You think you’re quids-in with the DCC, don’t you?at quids in under quid, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 97: McAnully at first said she was ‘a screamer’ – in other words, that she cried out at the point of climax.at screamer, n.
1995 I. Rankin Let It Bleed 109: Aye, and maybe he’s half-shot and sleeping it off.at half shot (adj.) under shot, adj.