My love of mystery/thrillers is well documented, but I may have finally broke myself. Yup, I read one too many books about actual bad hombres and got scared silly. Feeling paranoid, I looked at every single person with suspicion and fear and considered hiring bodyguards to walk to the store with me. I even bribed my cat with some treats to protect me against any unwelcome persons. Okay, the last one is a lie. Maybe the last two … maybe.