"His lust filled eyes had previously glowed in the interior lights of his Mercedes, quickly turned from heat to intense shock. His body twitched and writhed as the last throes of life ebbed away. It was all over in a matter of minutes. I watched on silently as the lethal concoction of poison excelled at the task in which I had set it. The sombre waif known to many as Death crept into the car and stole his victim into the night." ---------------- A short story of revenge and deceit, as one woman executes her own personal vendetta, much to the chagrin of a hard-working detective following a breadcrumb trail of bodies left in her wake