The idea ignited in his mind with the sky’s first graying. Buy a gun. His eyes sprang open. Of course! Why not? Become the hunter. Don’t be absurd. He closed his eyes. You aren’t a killer. The discussion with Dr. Francis was one thing—all that talk about gossip and killing being the same thing. But when it came right down to it, he could never kill another human. He couldn’t line up a man in the gun’s sights and send a slug through his head. POW! Surprise, creep.
EX-FREAKING-ACTLY. BUYING A GUN FOR SELF-DEFENSE IS A GREAT IDEA, AND SELF-DEFENSE IS NOT MURDER.
