“So we get a plan,” I said. “Any suggestions?”
“Blow up the building,” Kinkaid said without looking up. “That works good for vampires. Then soak what’s left in gasoline. Set it on fire. Then blow it all up again.”
“For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn’t sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.”
“Check,” Kinkaid said.

—Blood Rites, Jim Butcher (6th novel of The Dresden Files)

Can I hire Kinkaid to take care of CollegeBoxes? I just got my claims check today. After all this agony, they stiffed me fifty-five bucks. Oh, CollegeBoxes, there will be hell to pay. Also me to pay. In case that wasn’t clear.