On reflection though, there are questions to be asked about the love interest. Appearing about a third of the way through the book this sensible, kind, middle aged teacher / carer is a bit too accepting of her mister's habit of shooting strangers for money. Seriously? She's very decent. Not one wobble about shacking up with a mass murderer? No concerns at all about moving in with a mobster? Perhaps my standards are higher than most women's, but Id like to think that this is a back-story that would make me think quite hard about a new boyfriend.
Keller drew his pair of tongs from his breast pocket and carefully lifted a stamp from its glassine envelope.
"Bifocals, and I have to tell you I can see the improvement when I work on my stamps"
"Well," she said, "that's important."