“Brothas and sistas, Montel’s gun emporium is now open for business.” The back of the Ford Expedition opened. Row upon row of heavily modified handguns gleamed in the sodium streetlights dotting the industrial parks in Garrison City. This close to the Lourdes, the buildings held smokeless industry – body shops, storage areas and the like.
Perfect for an enterprising gun dealer’s purposes; close enough to the customers and empty enough for a demonstration. No one in the office parks worked at night.
Montel pulled a weapon from the rack. His clients reached for their own guns, tucked away in their waistbands. The M-67 gang took their name from an Ecuadoran death squad trained by the CIA in the 80’s. They took the death squad part very seriously.
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