Karrin Murphy had been looking into the process of becoming a licensed private investigator, but with her experience as a detective, the older, retired police officer in charge had hired her to assist in teaching the class. That idea suited her much better than trying to wedge in on Harry's and Veronica's respective turf, and it allowed her somewhat more flexibility to scramble emergency rescue missions and such, should she be called to act as the holy Knight of Faith, while providing a steady income.
Now, she was just looking for a place to live that would be a little more permanent residence than the hotel. It took some doing, but she finally found the grocery store, and stopped at the little bulletin board, coming up beside the older woman to peruse the fliers as well. "Anything good?"