Politics of Blood (Gray Spear Society, #8)

by Alex Siegel

"That's no problem. We do custom builds, too." Olaf was carrying a revolver in a holster on his hip. Aaron pointed at the weapon and said, "That must be one of your favorites. Can I see?" Olaf handed it over. Aaron recognized it as a modern reproduction of the classic Smith & Wesson Model 57. It held six rounds of .41 caliber ammunition. The blue finish was flawless. Aaron cycled the firing mechanism a few times. "It feels a bit sloppy." "It shoots faster that way," Olaf said. "I suppose." At the cost of accuracy. "What kind of guns do you have?" Aaron reached under his shirt and pulled out a HK Mark 23. A four-inch suppressor was screwed onto the barrel. It was a relatively heavy gun which fired .45 caliber bullets with great accuracy. "Whoa," Olaf said. The other people at the party were starting to gather around. Several men murmured words of admiration. "I paid for a few upgrades," Aaron said. "Titanium frame. Carbon grip. Check out the ammunition." Olaf took the gun and popped out the magazine. He stared at the bullets inside. "What the fuck? These are cop killers." "Just in case I have to kill a cop." Aaron grabbed the gun and put the magazine back where it belonged. He was uncomfortable with other people touching his weapons. Olaf smiled. "I'm starting to like you."