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A Crimson Halo

A Crimson Halo

by | Apr 22, 2015 | P, Phillip Thompson, Short Story

Joe set his pistol on the counter and poured a cup of coffee from the machine. He took a sip, then slid the magazine out of the 9mm. The mag held 17. He reloaded the gun and stuck it in the back of his jeans and took a sip. +++++He was a rat, he knew. And he knew that...