Before we begin, let's make one thing clear. I am NOT a girl detective. I don't prance around with a magnifying glass in my pocket or a little satchel to keep my notes or fingerprint kits. I don't hunt down haunted mansions. I don't interrogate seedy pawn shop owners. Well, I may have done that before. Like, three years ago, if you want to get all quantitative about it. Three years ago I would have dropped everything, just to solve the murder of the mayor. Or find out who purloined the prized paintings. Do these things sound familiar to you? And/or overly alliterated? They should, because...