The Grave Gourmet (2010)
“Guyon sputtered, both at the early hour of the call and at the Sunday invasion of his home, but finally agreed to see her.
He received her with a coolness that verged on ill grace and led her almost reluctantly to the living room. Capucine suppressed a grimace. The entire space—walls, floor, and ceiling—had been painted in the same stark, relentlessly gleaming, high-gloss institutional white that looked like it had come from a hospital supply outlet. A monstrous kinetic sculpture dominated the ...room, looming from a towering white pedestal. It had countless shiny stainless-steel parts that plunged, rotated, swiveled back and forth, and spun hypnotically within other parts, clanking and clattering noisily as if the machine had been carelessly assembled and was about to come apart.
“I didn’t think there were any Kanamgires outside of museums,” Capucine said over the din. “I understand he’s very particular where his work goes.”
“I wouldn’t have thought a police officer would recognize his work,”MoreLess
He received her with a coolness that verged on ill grace and led her almost reluctantly to the living room. Capucine suppressed a grimace. The entire space—walls, floor, and ceiling—had been painted in the same stark, relentlessly gleaming, high-gloss institutional white that looked like it had come from a hospital supply outlet. A monstrous kinetic sculpture dominated the ...room, looming from a towering white pedestal. It had countless shiny stainless-steel parts that plunged, rotated, swiveled back and forth, and spun hypnotically within other parts, clanking and clattering noisily as if the machine had been carelessly assembled and was about to come apart.
“I didn’t think there were any Kanamgires outside of museums,” Capucine said over the din. “I understand he’s very particular where his work goes.”
“I wouldn’t have thought a police officer would recognize his work,”MoreLess
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