Chapter 069
The security door swung open with a heavy clunk, and the fluorescent lights came on in sequence, one bank after another, flooding the room with clean white light. The walls were covered in weapons. Long guns on horizontal mounts, arranged by type and caliber, running the full length of both sides of the room. Two rows of glass-fronted cabinets down the center held handguns, revolvers making up the majority, and the brand variety was comprehensive enough to cover most of what the legitimate market produced and a fair amount of what it didn't. If there was a manufacturer with a meaningful market share anywhere in the world, something bearing their name was probably in this room. Philip walked in ahead of Soren and seemed to recover a degree of his professional composure simply by being in
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