Nick Bradley has encountered his share of kooks. Pausing outside the door to the interview room, he adjusts his jacket and grasps the knob. Professional, polite, fast. That’s his plan. He shuts the door behind him and holds out his hand to the slim woman who is seated at the interview table. As she returns his firm grip, her slender fingers cold and not quite steady, he does a rapid assessment. Here’s a pretty woman - who doesn't want to be here.