You'd think that after I took a bullet in my arm following my last case, that I'd be timid about going in guns blazing a second time. But you'd be wrong. I faced down death, and the only bad thing that happened was that I got a cool scar. Which is a like a tattoo, but with street cred.

I may have been a little overconfident this time. Like, Leeroy Jenkins overconfident. Some small, but confidently made, errors committed in this book include:

• Unwisely meeting up with an internet stalker in real life.
• Eating a large breakfast before discovering a corpse
• Kidnapping
• Standing uncomfortably close to the edge of a steamboat while musing that nothing bad could possibly happen
• Kidnapping, again

That's the thing about a sense of invulnerability -- you usually get it right before things go terribly, terribly, wrong.