Someday

I want there to be a day, probably far from now, when some white collar criminal looks over at his real estate buddy, and he says, "That's Lacey. Don't fuck with her shit. She'll bring the goddamn FBI in on your ass. Ain't worth the trouble."

The guy looks up briefly from the paperwork. "Heard about that. She went through a lot of garbage. Digging around. Pissed all those people off. Anyway, look at these specs..."

Then, no hacking. No spam phone calls. No late night visits.

Of course, I had to change states. TWice.