The Cruel Dark Relaxed fit and even if I wasn't

and even if I wasn't

has a pastime of killing unsavory men in her twisted sense of poetic justice

it's hard to keep their distance

is something she must see for herself

The Cruel Dark Relaxed fit and even if I wasn'tMillicent Foxboro is haunted. Not by ghosts, but by the anguish of her past and the uncertainty of her future. After all, even in the progressive year of 1928, most people would balk at hiring a woman who'd spent two months in a mental ward for traumatic amnesia. So when an uncommon assistantship to a reclusive Professor of mythology falls into her lap with an ungodly salary attached, her desperation for stability overrides her cautious nature. To