In the center of the shop, surrounded by burnt out candles, lay the body of another victim. But I don’t like the word “victim.”

I should say, “In the center of the shop, surrounded by burnt out candles, lay the remains of a piece of shit who did the world a favor by leaving it.”

There is a story to tell, but I must start at the beginning. I need to explain that I’m not like other girls. I don’t...