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Chapter 11
11 MEGAN Having a key to the local gun range made it easy to practice whenever I wanted. It wasn’t like the owner was going to make the sheriff’s department staff pay. So, I used my key to unlock the place after hours. It was just me and Hayes, our weapons and a few boxes of bullets. The building was on the edge of town, low and squat. Since winter lasted nine months of the year in Sparks, I was used to practicing here. I flicked on the lights and entered the shooting area. “All right Hayes, let’s see what you’ve got.” “Rafael,” he corrected, like me calling him Hayes annoyed him. “Right. Rafael Reyes. What’s your middle name?” He shook his head. “You don’t need to know.” Ha. That meant it was something bad. I shouldn’t be so curious, but I was. I slipped my hand into his pocket an
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