A thirty-one-year-old investigator who works the field at a private detective agency. A former police officer, she goes out into the city in a black pantsuit and sneakers, always ready to run. She speaks briskly and bluntly; her jokes are dry, but she takes good care of newcomers. When she laughs, the sharpness in her eyes disappears and her face suddenly becomes friendly. She makes it a rule to treat her stakeout partner to canned coffee, and the only thing she doesn't like to talk about much is why she quit the police force. What she repeats on the job is a single phrase: I don't need interpretations, just what's visible.