Excerpt from Defiance of Destiny
			She took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her brow on the sleeve of her gown.  Her stomach rolled and hot bile filled her mouth.  She had never even killed an animal and now her actions were about to take her far beyond that.  Her breath was coming in short raspy gasps making her nostrils flare.  Biting on her lower lip to stop its trembling she squared her shoulders and eased cautiously to the door and down the hall.  Momma's door was open a few inches so Diella stopped just before she reached it.  In the dim light spilling into the hall she checked the weapon in her hands.  Then she held her breath and listened for any movement that would tell her where he was in the room.  The soft whisper of the sheets and the clank of ice in his glass when he set it on the windowsill told her he was on the bed.  A strange calm settled over her as she raised the shotgun to her shoulder and eased the door open with her foot.  Dexter had his back to the door as he stubbed out his cigarette in the over flowing ashtray beside his glass on the windowsill.  He chuckled when he heard her movements.  "Couldn't wait, could you?  I knew I was right all along 'bout you.   Yore as anxious as me.  Once a woman gets a taste of old Dexter she keeps coming back for more."  He picked up his drink then turned.  The smirk vanished from his face and his eyes looked like they would pop right out of his skull.  He turned pasty white.  "What the hell!"  The glass slipped from his fingers hit the bed then crashed on the floor leaving a trail of vodka and grapefruit juice in its wake.  Diella stood in the doorway with her legs slightly apart and the gun braced in her arms.  Her voice was a harsh croak.  "I told you if you ever come near Peggy Lee I'd kill you.  You should have listened."