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Armed with a masters degree in psychology, I joined the FBI, only to be invited to resign four years later, despite having the highest bad-guy-off-the-street ratio in the Bureau. Maybe they didn't like the body count. After adding a law degree from Harvard, I found myself inexplicably unemployable, so I set up my own shyster shop as an advocate for endangered women and children. The SEC believes I'm a criminal because I make megabucks in trading. The IRS doesn't trust me because I always pay the maximum tax possible. Everybody wants my millions. Women envy my beauty and my freedom. Men crave my body. But the devil already owns my soul.
The names in my books have been changed to protect the guilty. Especially me. Some locales and geophysical descriptions may have been whimsically switched with others, just so you won't ever be able to find me. Most of the facts are lies. Most of the lies are half-truths, but a few truths are truly true. It's up to you to figure it out, if you can. But don't ask me anything more, because I just might answer you, and then I would have to kill you. Trust me on that.
My name is Angelika. Or whatever.