For years she'd endured the abuse, mental to be sure, but abuse none the less. Many times she'd been driven to the edge of action and then her feminine side pulled her back and she delayed. She had delayed so many times that, infact, she surprised herself when in the last few weeks she had become so focused.

With diligence and careful planning she had acquired the pistol, tapped his phone and hired the P.I. to follow him and get the damning photos.

She'd made up her mind once and for all.

And then the damned gun jambed.