"Karan yawned and did some stretches. He had walked for an hour in the middle of the night and returned agitated. Half the time the city spat and half the time its pants were around its ankles. After returning he laid on his back and stared at the ceiling, waiting for his wife to awaken. He had things to tell her about Mumbaikars. Nandini's smooth forehead was furrowed. Her thoughts were writing the worry lines of the city"
The Third Squad, by V. Sanjay Kumar (copyright 2017; quote is from page 36 of the Akashic Books trade paperback edition, 2017).