Commissario
Oh I had to laugh, just reading the second Cormoran Strike book.
‘Oh yeah,’ she said, ‘there’s funny stuff happening since he left.’
‘What kind of funny stuff?’
‘Poo,’ said Leonora Quine matter-of-factly, ‘through our letter box.’
‘Someone’s put excrement through your letter box?’ Strike said.
‘Yeah.’
‘Since your husband disappeared?’
‘Yeah. Dog,’ said Leonora, and it was a split-second before Strike deduced that this applied to the excrement, not her husband.
‘Three or four times now, at night. Nice thing to find in the morning, I don’t think.'