49

1869 Words

49 Demetrius Prior to his meeting with Gabriel, Demetrius stopped at a pawn shop in the Bronx and bought a Colt .45 and a 9-mm Beretta with an ample supply of ammunition. The store sold firearms illegally in the back room. Demetrius didn’t miss the rifle and plastic pistol he left in the hotel room as neither had both the flexibility and proven quality of the standard handgun. He scooted into the car and demanded that Amara give him her purse. He put the gun inside. “You know how much I hate guns. They scare the s**t out of me,” she said, clutching the bag. He grabbed her hand. “I know. I wouldn’t insist if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. You need it for your own protection.” Her face contorted with revulsion. She moved her hand away, started the car and drove off. “Hopefully, you wo

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD