from humble begnings comes a bloody end

Blackmailed

I pick up the phone hastily  "Hello?"
"I have your sister. Don't call the police, or tell anyone. Otherwise Tristen dies."
"......"
" If you ever want to see Tristen alive again, you will kill for me.  The targets names, addresses and all the information needed, will be delivered to you the day before they are scheduled to be hit. If you decline, Tristen dies."
"I-I agree t-to y-y-your terms."
"Smart choice. We'll be monitoring your movements and calls. Don't try anything."
I fumbled the phone, before letting it drop. My head spun. I felt sick. Tasting the bile in my throat i swallowed, over and over. "I don't have a sister." I thought out loud. Who's Tristen? What am I going to do. I sat on my couch for a long moment. I took a long look at myself. What have I Zander Eliot done. I can't become a murderer? I have a life. And a cat. Is that all I have? No. No I have a job I-I-I'm important. Just because I don't have any one doesn't mean I'm not important. Oh gosh i can't think about this right now... I'm only 27 I can't do this. I can't kill people.. But if i don't, someone dies.