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"I find your fashion sense offensive officers - remove your clothes or remove yourself from my eyesight"

The men looked at the woman, standing her ground in barefeet, cut-off jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt splattered with red paint, a machete in her left hand, her mala of chunky beads spinning a furious circle through the fingers of her right. They looked back at each other, nodded, then one stepped forward fondling his firearm, "Drop your weapons maam." 

She nearly drooled. She loved when they underestimated her. Suddenly the beads stopped. "I'm counting to 10 boys - omkalima one, omkalima two, omkalima three..."

The next day a package arrived at the local police station. It contained the badges of the missing officers each kissed with a lip print of blood. There was a note: "Send 2 more  - I dare you - I double dog dare you". It was signed "The Notorious Dakini".