Midnight Armory
The deal was set up in a warehouse in Brooklyn, the kind of place where the light comes through cracks in the blinds and the floor sticks to your shoes in ways you don't want to think about. Jack Callahan sat at a metal table between two men who would kill each other if the deal fell through. On the table sat a weapon design—compact, elegant, lethal. Same design. Same price. Both men knew the...
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