Describe Jake Hopkins in two words? Boozing womanizer. So, maybe he solved cases with a precision not seen since Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot. It didn't matter. The guy was a grade A prick. And killing him was the best decision I ever made—until it wasn't.It was supposed to be a good move for me—a way of showing that I wasn't one to back down.I never imagined it would cause such a visceral reaction...among my readers. I didn't get it. He was barely tolerable most of the time and his death opened the door for a new detective—maybe one who had her act together.I never would've guessed that he'd show up on my doorstep, begging for a second chance, or that he'd look even better than I ever imagined. Characters die and everyone moves on—that's the way it works. Sometimes it's even necessary for the story to progress.When the hate mail gives way to...