This is the first Beatrix story written entirely by myself, with no input or co-author. It was an idea I had kicking around the back of my head for a long time, ever since I read a book on urban mythology years before. Little did I know what eventual use I'd put it to.

Dorothy is Bea's roommate. Bea moved into her two bedroom flat shorty before her run-in with a drive-by shooter and gaining The Suit. Nickles the cat harkes back to one of my own cats who had died, Nicky. Still makes me choke up when I read this page...