Continuation of Chapter 7

On the way to the club I got a phone call.

"Hello?" I thought it might be Stefan.

"Cedes I got a job for you." It was my boss Guy.

"Hey Guy haven't heard from you in a while."

"Nice to hear from you too sweetie, heard you been doing a pretty good job. Staying out of trouble I hope."

"Yeah no problems at all you know I'm always careful."

"Yeah that's what scares me. Anyway I need you to take out Frankie D.; he took some peoples hard earned money."

"Frankie D.?"

"He's a big drug dealer, brings a lot of money in for the bosses. There are a lot of people after him, which means you have to get to him first."

"Yeah I know where does this low life usually hang?"

"The Dizzy Horse."

"Shit!" I whispered to myself. "Yeah don't worry Guy I got it."

"Mercedes…"

"What Guy?"

"You need to get rid of him tonight."

"Yeah no problem, don't worry about it."

"Alright meet me at our normal spot in a week. I'll pay you then."

"Oh I look forward to it." I hung up my phone.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" I screamed.

I walked into the club and first scoped out for my friends. I spotted out Jack first on the dance and pushed my way through the crowd to get to him.

"Excuse me." Someone smacked into me.

"Sorry sweetie." I looked up at the guy that hit me, it was Frankie.

I faked a smile and walked over towards Jack.

"Hey!" I walked up to him.

"Hey, didn't think you were coming." Jack replied.

"Cedes come join the party!" Dakota grabbed my hand.

"She had a little too much to drink." Jack laughed.

Dakota spun me around a bit and I fell into Jack.

"Where's the table?" I was so dizzy.

"I'll take you there." Jack took my hand and led me through the crowd.

"So how was your dinner?"

"Good, his family is very nice." I put my bag on the table.

"Excuse me miss." I looked up to see Garrett. He handed me a piece of paper.

"Thanks." I opened up the piece of paper.

"Meet me by the bathrooms"

"I'll be right back, watch my stuff for me."

"Sure." Jack gave me a weird look.

I walked over to the bathrooms; Garret was standing there with a bag.

"Here change." He handed me the bag.

"Right now!" I was pissed.

"Cedes…"

"Fine!" I stomped into the bathroom.

I got changed and walked back out.

"Oh sorry." Jack ran into me.

I smiled, and quickly walked passed him.

Garrett gave me a look, "What is he doing here?"

"Now why Garrett what ever could you mean." I replied in my southern accent.

"You know what I mean Dolly Parton."

"Funny, but the names Wanda dear."

"Alright Wanda go do your thing."

I smiled and walked over towards Frankie's table.

He was sitting there talking to some other guys, bullshitting about some stupid story. The people around him pretended to laugh like it was funny.

"Oh excuse me." I fell right onto his lap.

"No it's alright sweetie." He held onto my waist.

"Silly me." I giggled. "What's your name handsome?" I stroked his face with my glove.

"Frankie what's yours pretty lady."

"Wanda." I shifted myself a little making him jump. "Wanna dance?"

"With you any day of the week sugar."

"Alright let's go then." I got off his lap and took his hand.

We walked down to the dance floor, I made sure that I steered clear of any of my friends.

I started dancing, and Frankie came behind me. I could feel a little something beginning to arise in his pants. I swiveled my hips a little more making him jump.

"OOO Baby." He smacked my ass.

I was beginning to feel like some cheap Southern whore.

"Do you want to go somewhere so we can be alone?" I whispered in his ear.

Next thing I know I was in the back alley letting this creep put his hands all over me.

"You smell so good." He muffled in my neck.

I carefully grabbed my gun and slowly put it to his head. "Thanks."

"What." He slowly detached himself from my neck.

"I suggest you don't move."

"You whore." He clasped his hands around my throat.

I could feel my airway being cut off, I quickly pulled the trigger. He's dead disgusting body fell on me.

"Gross!" I pushed him off me.

I carefully took off my gloves, "You ruined a very good pair of gloves." I kicked the dead body.

I looked around, I thought I heard someone. I quickly took of my disguise and called Garrett. I hid behind a garbage dumpster till he came.

"Here." He handed my back my clothes, and got to work with cleaning up the scene.

"Alright see you later." I walked out of the alley and back into the club.

"Hey there you are!" Lexus grabbed my arm.

"Hey."

"We were looking for you everywhere."

"Yeah I ran into someone from work and we started talking sorry."

"No it's ok."

"Look who I found." We walked back over to the table.

I looked over to see Bobby; he had a look on his face. I felt naked, like he could see right through me, I almost felt like he knew exactly what I've done.

I took a seat at the table and opened my purse. I grabbed a mirror and checked myself out, no evidence at all.

"Come on Cedes were going back out to dance." Lexus waved me to the stairs.

"Um I'll be down soon."

"So…." Bobby looked at me.

"Hey Bobby." I played stupid.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Talk about what?"

"Why are you so difficult?"

"Me difficult I don't know what you're talking about." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't lie to me Cedes."

"First off to you it's Mercedes, and second I'm not lying to you. I don't know what you're talking about." I stood up.

"Mercedes…"

"You know what Bobby you should get a hobby, it would keep yourself entertained." I walked away.

"You're funny." Bobby came walking up behind me.

"You know you keep talking to me but I'm not listening."

"Cute well you better stop fucking around with my brother then."

"Wow I didn't know Jack and I were fucking now. I thought we were just friends."

"You got a smart mouth…"

"Yeah and I'm a big smart ass too. You know your pretty cute when you get mad, to bad your an asshole." I walked onto the dance floor.

"Oh you're pretty cute to, but I don't like girls that like to lie." Bobby grabbed my hand.

"Yeah well I ain't lying. Ow!" Some couple bumped into us.

"Watch it!" The girl pushed me into Bobby.

I turned around and was ready to deck her.

"Mercedes." Bobby held me back.

"Let go of me." I tried to squirm out of his grip.

"Come on lets go." He brought me over towards everyone else.

Later that night as I walked out of the club, Garret grabbed my arm.

"You alright?" Jack looked over towards me.

"Yeah just my friend don't worry." I smiled.

"Cedes I saw you talking to Bobby Mercer." Garret eyes were fierce.

"So what he's Jack's brother."

"Cedes are you stupid don't you know who the Mercers are?"

"Why is it such a problem?"

"Do you have a death wish?"

"Well not…"

"The Mercers mother died a year ago. She was shot by some of Victor Sweets boys. They avenged her death by killing her killers, some other of Victor Sweets boys, and Victor himself."

"So what does…"

"They have a problem with Tony Demarco."

"So what does that have to do with me?"

"Cedes are you being stupid! Your associated with the Demarco family, you pretty much work for all those guys in the clan."

"Not directly."

"Have you lost it? You're an assassin one day you're going to get assignment to take care of the Mercer brothers. What are you going to do then?"

"You worry too much."

"Cedes listen you're going to lose your job and have those goons you work for after you."

"You know what don't worry about me I'll be fine. I can take care of myself you know."

"You're beginning to sound like your mother…"

"Don't even mention it alright, that was a completely different story."

"Yes but she's still in hiding with your father. People are still after them Cedes, your lucky that guy even gave you this job."

"I've been living with this my whole life Garrett, I know how it is. Don't worry if the time comes I'll take care of it." I walked away.

"I hope so." Garrett muttered under his breath.

That night I laid in bed and thought about my parents. I promised myself that I would never have to be like them, I was smarter. I knew exactly what I had to do.

"Jack there something going on with you and Mercedes?" Bobby walked into Jack's room.

"No were just friends." Jack strummed on his guitar. "Why?"

"No never mind." Bobby walked away.

As Bobby slept that night he had a dream about Mercedes. They were in an alley when gun shots started going off. Mercedes fell to the ground clutching onto her shoulder. "No!" Bobby got down on his knees and applied pressure to her wound. She looked up at him with horror, "It was you!"