Twilight had been the dark little secret of Texas Tech before the attack. When Dixie dragged her into the light, she slipped back into the shadows. She fell into the goth-grunge student body who gave her exactly what she wanted. They ignored her. She dressed in black clothing because she had to wear something. She hated attention. She was moody, withdrawn, and sullen, the night to Dixie’s day. The attack forced her to go public. She hated the drug lords for that.