“don’t give me choices , I am not good with those but you can give it a go , I would not mind shooting you until there was not a single bullet left on my gun”.

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     “it wouldn’t do you any good,” he said bluntly. “you’d be dead before the second bullet left the gun.” a pause. “maybe after the third… if you’re lucky.”

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