"No," said Rosa, who clearly had a hard time deciding whether that was a brilliant suggestion or the dumbest thing she ever heard. But she was too busy pulling it out from that mysterious place from where she seemed able to keep weapons too large to fit comfortably...anywhere.

There was something so satisfying about the way a hatchet thunked when plopped on a table. Even more so when it had been etched with "Best Bad Ass Bitch".

"I had Blackstone whip them up. The decoys say 'Fake Ass Bitch'."

She was waaaaay too proud of thrm.