Ilona Andrews Quote
Andrea lifted a black firearm, holding it as if it were covered with slime. This is a Witness 45. It has a molding flaw on the grip right here, see? If you fire it, it will blister your hand.She picked up another gun. This is a Raven 25. They haven’t made them since the early nineties. I didn’t even know they were still around. It’s a cheap junk gun. They used to call them Saturday Night Specials. You can’t put twenty rounds through it without it jamming, and the way this one looks, I wouldn’t even risk loading it. It might blow up in my hand. And this? This is a Hi-Point, otherwise known as Beemiller.Is that supposed to tell me something?She stared at me. It’s like the crappiest gun out there. Normal guns cost upward of half a grand. This costs like a hundred bucks. The slide is made out of zinc with aluminum.I looked at her.Look, I can bend it with my hand.I’d also seen her bend a steel rod with her hand, but now didn’t seem the best time to mention it.Andrea put the Hi-Point on the desk. Where did you get these again?They’re surplus guns from the Pack. Confiscated, from what I understand.Confiscated during violent altercations?Yes.Andrea sagged into her chair. Her blue-tipped hair drooped in defeat. Kate, if someone used a gun against the shapeshifters and now the shapeshifters have said gun, it wasn’t a very good gun, was it?I’m not arguing with you. I didn’t have a choice. That’s what was here when I moved in.Andrea extracted a fierce-looking silver handgun from the box. Her eyes widened. She looked at it for a moment and tapped it on the corner of her desk. The gun responded with a dry pop. She looked at me with an expression of abject despair. It’s plastic.I spread my arms at her.Andrea tossed the plastic gun to Grendel. Here, chew on this.
Andrea lifted a black firearm, holding it as if it were covered with slime. This is a Witness 45. It has a molding flaw on the grip right here, see? If you fire it, it will blister your hand.She picked up another gun. This is a Raven 25. They haven’t made them since the early nineties. I didn’t even know they were still around. It’s a cheap junk gun. They used to call them Saturday Night Specials. You can’t put twenty rounds through it without it jamming, and the way this one looks, I wouldn’t even risk loading it. It might blow up in my hand. And this? This is a Hi-Point, otherwise known as Beemiller.Is that supposed to tell me something?She stared at me. It’s like the crappiest gun out there. Normal guns cost upward of half a grand. This costs like a hundred bucks. The slide is made out of zinc with aluminum.I looked at her.Look, I can bend it with my hand.I’d also seen her bend a steel rod with her hand, but now didn’t seem the best time to mention it.Andrea put the Hi-Point on the desk. Where did you get these again?They’re surplus guns from the Pack. Confiscated, from what I understand.Confiscated during violent altercations?Yes.Andrea sagged into her chair. Her blue-tipped hair drooped in defeat. Kate, if someone used a gun against the shapeshifters and now the shapeshifters have said gun, it wasn’t a very good gun, was it?I’m not arguing with you. I didn’t have a choice. That’s what was here when I moved in.Andrea extracted a fierce-looking silver handgun from the box. Her eyes widened. She looked at it for a moment and tapped it on the corner of her desk. The gun responded with a dry pop. She looked at me with an expression of abject despair. It’s plastic.I spread my arms at her.Andrea tossed the plastic gun to Grendel. Here, chew on this.