Playing with Knives

Life is so hard when you want to live like a magpie, stealing anything shiny you find, but you live in a small town where everyone knows your face. Nothing exciting ever happens here, unless you count us getting our very own movie rental shop right next to the sheriff’s station. Which, for the record, I don’t. That is, nothing exciting happens until my roommate is murdered and her body washes up on the riverbank for the police to find. Confused and angry, all I can really do is move on and let the police handle things…right? Wrong. I can use the questionable life skills God saw fit to give me…