the last book I ever read (Death and the Penguin (Melville International Crime) by Andrey Kurkov, excerpt ten)

from Death and the Penguin (Melville International Crime) by Andrey Kurkov (translated by George Bird):

Returning to the kitchen, Viktor ate two boiled eggs, drank tea, and got out the typewriter from under the table. Sticking out of it was an unfinished obelisk on a certain Bondarenko, Director of Broadway Private Funeral Services. He smiled at the bitter irony of it. He could imagine how professional his funeral would be, with colleagues standing decorously beside a splendid, gilt-handled coffin.