The Chronicals of Alaraf

Of all the Persians on campus, Yasamin was the most ginger and most angry. In full catform she was a majestic mess of copper curls, with a briefcase, and lawyer notes.

      She also remained the primary alumni donor to Sorority Sigma Omega, the Superior half of the pair of Greek Organizational Structure, the other being Sigma Omega Sigma, made entirely of skinny femboys, usually foreign and entirely unable to hold their own in a thumb wrestling tournament, [junior high-plus division.]

      There was a huge misunderstanding.  For Yasamin the lawyer was convinced every paper against Gingers was about her.  From 16 years ago. Beside her was Baron, his hair both red and black, and then finally, the original redhead referenced.
The original redhead referenced was not a donor or a hitman at all, but the institutional interrogator—older, colder, and immune to ginger mythology—who had authored the entire category of fear himself to his own benefit.
….The interrogator who made both the lawyer and the hitman appear like children as he dominated the scene.

      Where, in reply, Leto2 Boldly defended himself with a bullet point presentation, point by point, about how Leto2 is tired of being the assigned scapegoat in every story due to one tiny mistake with selling his soul to the Intelligence Organization they think he still feeds instead of clearing things up properly.