I Dropped Chemistry. I Practically Blew Up

My Friends Call Me Miss Worst Case Scenario.

I Find It Difficult To Attend Autopsies. Especially The Smells.

Night Fell Clean And Cold In Dublin, And Wind Moaned Beyond My Room As If A Million Pipes Played The Air.

I Constantly Remind People That Crime Isn't Solved By Technology; It's Solved By People.

I Won't Put Myself In A Position Where I'm Vulnerable.