KimChay Mix Tape Chapter 5
Alright, new chapter is up, here's a bit of a preview:
Porsche regained his voice, turning to point an accusing finger at Macau, “You taught him how to shoot a handgun. I want to know who taught him to shoot a goddamn sniper rifle?”
Standing, Porchay moved in front of his brother, “It was Major. He’s the one who trains Macau, and after watching me, he said I was a natural. We worked up to the sniper rifle about 3 months ago. I practice every afternoon I go over to the minor family home.”
“So today when I noticed you smelled like gunpowder, you lied to me,” Porchay accused, his finger swinging from Macau to Pete then Porchay.
“Yes,” Porchay admitted, “I was practicing with Pete.”
“Porchay,” Kinn interrupted, now also standing, and moved between Porsche and Porchay, “I appreciate that you want to help, but it’s very different when your target’s not made of paper. Regardless of your level of skill in training, you would be a liability.”
“No, I wouldn’t,” Porchay insisted.
Porsche sighed, leaning to one side to meet Chay’s eyes, “What Kinn is trying to say, diplomatically, is that if you were with us on this mission, you would have to shoot to kill.”
“You’re not a killer Chay,” Porsche said, his voice resigned and sad.
So my little snippet is very dramatic, and there's definitely some serious moments, but I swear there's also some humor.
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