The Soft Arms of Death

I married Diana because she was an exciting, reckless witch of a woman. And it didn't hurt that she had all that money. I also loved her, even though a kind of pall of violence hung around her. Diana's men had a way of dying. One night of our honeymoon I awoke in the dark and discovered we had company. You might have called him sudden death, judging from the gun he was pointing at my stomach. It looked as if I was third on her list...