to obey or not to obey

[Mariah Sanders (DELETED 9816)]

"Just do it before I break your neck."

Oh how far had she fallen.

Mariah had never thought her marriage would head south, nor did she ever expect that she'd end up having to hire a hitman to kill her husband. Logan cheating on her hadn't been the worst part of it, no. The hardest part had been for that ******** to be a vampire, to duck her calls and pretend that he was away doing business for months. And now? Now, she was running around doing errands for the british ***** that had helped him get away with it all. Marisol. She thought the word with venom cutting, wondering how bad she had wounded her that night. The bullet had pierced through Logan just before he'd fallen into ash.

She had witnessed the look of shock across the pretty model's face as crimson began to blossom across that blouse that she'd been wearing that night. Another bullet had kicked from the barrel of the handgun as she tried to kill her, and it had missed. She still didn't know how the woman had done it. One minute she was there, another she was gone. She'd seen her reach for Logan's shirt, say something in a strange language and then, nothing. As if it were that easy, she'd just vanished.

And then a year later...

Mariah was still angry when the woman showed up on her doorstep, not a hair out of place. She said her name was Marisol, and that she had plans for her. When the fist had hit her, Mariah hadn't expected the force behind it. She didn't expect the anger behind it as she collapsed to the ground and heard the door click shut behind the brunette. Mariah had scrambled for her phone and felt the woman step down on her ankle, causing her to cry out. Bruises would later form as she found herself being drawn to obey.

And now, what was she doing? Signing up for some stupid militia.

"Just shut up and do what I said. Join this group, keep an eye out and an ear out. I want to know what's going on in that group. I may lose the credentials I stole."

Mariah's life sucked.