Chapter 15: Just a ThingEmotions and logic are not a good mix. Just like relationships and guns.
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Scarlett looked over the weapons in front of her.
The XA-47 Wolverine came first with its one hundred forty-nine round magazine. Then she pointed at the Hunsin Plasma Slug Mk 2 with seven explosive rounds, and the Luger-Stein Talon Sniper and its fifty-caliber twenty-round magazine. Her voice dripped with pride. These were her favorites.
She listed the rest like a grocery list. When she was done, Neil clapped from the couch. “Very good. Tomorrow we'll take the Talon and the Wolverine apart and put them back together. Then we'll hit the range.”
“Range? We're going outside?”
“Uh, no.”
“Then where is it?”
He smiled and pointed upwards.
“In the warehouse?”
“Yep.”
It occurred to Sca
