Chapter 5 – Bellona Firearms
The showroom was a big place, and it was full of weapons. All manner of pistols lay in neat rows on shelves in glass display cases. The walls were lined with rifles, flare guns, and other hand-held long guns. But the real eye-poppers were displayed on the floor. There were fifty-caliber belt-fed machine guns on tripods, twenty-millimeter anti-tank guns, mortars, rocket launchers, and flamethrowers. Dale wondered if they were functional or just display pieces.
“I'll find the owner,” Eliza said. “You wait here.” She turned and strode off, ignoring the admiring glances of the store's male customers.
Dale walked around to the rear of one of the machine guns. It had a pair of shovel-like handles, and he wrapped his fingers around them and squatted so he could lin
