My Land, My Rules

That was part of what Watts was trying not to dwell overmuch on, yes.

“Indeed,” Watts said. “Here for a year now and not a single murder, and yet I went back to Toronto for a week in February and got embroiled in two murder cases and an attempted assassination,” not to mention getting shot by the would-be assassin himself, despite not being the target. “Although,” he added, “I’m told one of the murder victims may not be dead after all, which is a twist I was not expecting.”