I stood and walked around the desk so I could stand over him. Menacingly. Like Darth Vader, only with better lung capacity.

Man, that woman was quick when she wanted to be. But put her behind the wheel of a Buick.

I’m Charlotte Davidson: private investigator, police consultant, all -around badass. Or I could’ve been a badass, had I stuck with those lessons in mixed martial arts. I was only in that class to learn how to kill people with paper.

Ask me about my complete lack of interest. (T-shirt)

What's your specialty? Oh, you know. Madness. Mayhem. Debauchery. And even with all that going for me, I can still make a mean mojito.

Come here often?' I asked instead, humoring no one but myself. So it was totally worth it.

She shook her head then took off again, and I found myself struggling to keep up with her in my bunny slippers. With a sigh, I realized I was getting way too much exercise. I'd just have to counteract it later with cake.