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I turn ot wide eyes "Do I need to be ready for so?"

"You tell me"

"Have you been in here before?"

I shake my head at her "Never Never been to this town before, I told you that"

"I wasn’t sure if that was true or not It’s see"

"This depot isn’t that old, Sasha The gunrunner for the western guys used to be in Arizona"

"Oh" She nods and takes a deep breath "That uess We used to live out of the RV and just sell at gun shows"

We open our doors at the saet out of the truck I point to the back door and we head that direction When we get there I hurry a little to open it for her and she scoots inside without another word

Please, I pray, don’t let this be a mistake

We enter into a back roo Merc just said to park in back and go through the door

I don’t need to worry The Smurf leads the way There’s aisle after aisle of tall industrial-sized shelving like you see in a big box store, but Sasha goes up two aisles, walks down one until we get to an intersection, and then makes a left At the end of this aisle is another door "Where we going?" I ask her as she heads for the door

"My dad’s booth," she says, cool as they come

Of course Whenever I come to the Roundhouse to meet mercenaries, I always hit the dead father’s booth first

The door has a lock with one of those silver punch pads above the knob Sasha punches in a code and sure enough, it opens

I follow her through and we are in another storeroom Only this one is filled eapons

I hear the tell-tale cock of a shotgun and I’ve gotat Merc’s face before he can laugh

"You duun around like an idiot "Don’t shoot un from his hands "It’s don’t tazeout a sht and offers it to h ood