Blog My hands were shaking and slippery with sweat, which made holding onto my Sig Sauer 40 cal. extra challenging. The police Sergeant yelling, “Ready. Aim. Fire!” in my ear didn’t help either. The Sergeant was a bit shorter than my 5’7” frame and he was standing so...
Blog I went by the name Pamela Addams for more than eight years. It wasn’t my maiden name or my married name; it was my undercover name. When you’re selected to be a part of the undercover drug unit you choose an alias that’s easy to remember, many undercover officers...
Blog I was chatting with a friend this week who was sharing a work situation that she wished she had expressed more confidence. She believed that she would be more respected by her colleagues and be given more opportunities. Can you relate? Are there situations in...
Blog I don’t know if I’ve ever shared this with you, but I never had a burning desire to be a lawyer. I loved being an undercover police officer but I recognized that buying cocaine was not a mom-friendly kind of job. I’ve always been interested in law, but practicing...
Blog I was never into New Year’s Resolutions. I reasoned that it would be better to wait for the spring. You know, the change of season where everything is new and fresh. But when March finally rolled around no one was talking about resolutions and goal setting. So,...
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