“I forgot to mention I am wearing that .357 hog leg, I hit pretty good with that and at a distance, too”. I said giving him my all or nothing, take the hill attitude and ‘charge the machine gun nest’ look, that nobody liked me to exhibit or think about what it meant next.
Jack got his own blood on the blade look and said “Let’s do it.”
“You got five ten round clips, three are hotter than hell loaded traveling GoldDots from Double Tap, and two mags are the hot hardball rounds that are NATO standard war rounds.” I said handing him the weapon, which he then inspected and locked and loaded the hollow points.
Jack was in the zone and I told him to lose his war face, before we went out and told the girls we wouldn’t be here for dinner and was on a trailer mission. Jack sort of objected to mis
