Ahh, the sweet life of a private dick. I was living like a king in Hawaii with hot cars and women, but the beat is always risky for a peach like me. Life was good until one day I landed in the hot seat with a tough gang of chipotle thugs. Thanks to three good friends and a couple reluctant Dobermans, I made it through. I vowed to put down the Old Dusseldorf, and I’ve been a Crafted man ever since. Life’s a peach, after all. A smoky chipotle peach, to be specific.