Wilma Munro is a shock to the system. She's Scottish and her accent is thick, but not completely alien, with hints of a long New York residency. I can understand her for the most part and she's a resolute force to be reckoned with.
Wilma is small with dark coppery curly hair and huge brown eyes set in a love heart face, standing at only four and a half feet tall. She catches me immediately in her whirlwind of enthusiastic energy. Loud, but not in a commanding way, she is direct, yet friendly and slightly terrifying. She whisks me into my new domain, assigns me a desk near her office, and outlines my responsibilities as part of her team, thrusting a box of files at me. She believes throwing someone in at the deep end brings out their inner worth.
"I've heard enough about you, Miss. Anders
