She sat silently in the dark, admitting defeat and plotting her revenge. She vowed that his cult of charisma would fall. Reason would prevail. She didn’t actually believe that either, so she went to the attic and dug out her father’s Knights of Columbus sword.
Ten steps out of the house, sword in hand, she realized that her plan was lacking in details. First, what will happen if she’s spotted by the police? Then the cop pulled up.
“Mayor Karl?” He asked.
“Yes!” She answered.
“He’s cornered at the YMCA. Ride?”
She climbed in with three other heavily armed women.