"You didn't wait for backup, did you?" Vlad asked.

"Let's see . . . no, no I didn't. I'd actually taken a whiff of the chemicals in the air back at the original crime scene, and with the cloud on the Rolling Stone tour bus --"

"Say no more."

Sadie had been feeling pretty invulnerable at that point. And hungry, but she could wait to satisfy the sudden Twinkie craving until after she had served out cold hard slabs of justice. So she rammed the warehouse with the bus. There was a most unusual cloud of something floating through the air and people were running around frantically. A fire had...