Minimum Wage Magic (DFZ, #1)

by Rachel Aaron

maybe I was prejudging it, but in my experience, anywhere that had more vending machines for guns than for soda wasn’t winning any safe-neighborhood

“At least we don’t have to worry about the other locks now,” I said, nodding at the door, which had snapped in half from the pressure. “I know, right?” my AI agreed. “Who needs proper casting? Brute force wins again!”