Before Dishonor 2 Pistols Zip — Death

“No.” Kael’s voice was gravel and fever. “I just chose.”

Lobo’s man had been careless. When they dumped Kael, the silenced .22 had slipped from a jacket pocket and landed three feet away in the weeds. Death Before Dishonor 2 Pistols Zip

The rain had stopped. The ravine was quiet except for trickling water and the buzz of flies already gathering. Kael’s body lay twisted among broken pallets and trash. His eyes were open. Glassy. Death Before Dishonor 2 Pistols Zip

Lobo’s smile didn’t waver. He pulled out a second pistol—a compact .22 with a suppressor already threaded on. “Then you die knowing something true. Shame you won’t tell anyone.” Death Before Dishonor 2 Pistols Zip