

Esmerelda — or Roxy Nova when the mood strikes — stands five-foot-three, a Hungarian firecracker twenty-three years old. Petite doesn’t soften her. She moves and the air tightens; one look and any pulse jumps. Inside that small frame waits a charge no one walks away from untouched.

Esmerelda — or Roxy Nova when the mood strikes — stands five-foot-three, a Hungarian firecracker twenty-three years old. Petite doesn’t soften her. She moves and the air tightens; one look and any pulse jumps. Inside that small frame waits a charge no one walks away from untouched.