Cupid’s Bullets: East

This was getting out of hand. So many gunfights. Why now? First West, then South, and now me. Some guys were talking about shutting down Cupid’s or burning it to the ground. I would’ve thought the same back when I was their age. But they were young bloods. Cupid’s was good. It wasn’t his fault […]

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Cupid’s Bullets: South

My friends had told me they’d seen her in Cupid’s. I didn’t have to see it for myself, I knew what her gun was loaded with. And I wasn’t as naïve as West to sit around waiting for her to surprise me. I kept my Glock on me at all times and waited for that […]

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Cupid’s Bullets: West

  What was she doing? I watched her come out of the gun store, strapping a Glock to a holster on her thigh. It was broad daylight, for crying out loud. She wasn’t even trying to be slick with it. Geez Louise, Thumbleeze. Send a bat signal to the freaking NRA, why don’t you? But […]

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