“Now,” Gibson said, “I’m going to wager that you’ve never fired a gun before. But me? I have. I’ve killed two men. I’m not proud of it. But they were both threatening to take my life or the lives of others, so I sleep well at night knowing I put them down. So you have to ask yourself: Do I want to be number three?”
The kid’s eyes widened behind the ski mask.
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Sorry for the late update, folks! I won't offer any excuses, but here it is.
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