They all individually bent down and hefted the large .44 Calibre revolvers in their hands, testing the weight of them. Gorilla recognised it as a Smith & Wesson Model 29 revolver with a 6” barrel. He flicked open the cylinder and inspected the six cartridges inside. Then, satisfied, he closed it back up and held it loosely at his left-hand side.
“Nice gun, Caravaggio,” said Nash, his Brooklyn twang coming through. “I do like the old school wheel guns. Reliable.”
“I prefer a semi-automatic meself,” muttered Devlin.
“Ah, gentlemen, I chose these for a reason. Yes, they are reliable, as Mr Nash correctly states, but even more so, I wanted a limited amount of ammunition so that we can test ourselves to the extreme. I call it the law of the minimum. Six shots, that is all.”
“And the money,
