Sex for Money, Rent, & Food Ch. 11

bySusanJillParker©

When Malcolm turned to leave, John stood and made a wild, drunken dash for the living room and for the shotgun that was mounted over the door frame and for the box of shotgun shells that were hidden on the shelve behind some books in the bookcase. John grabbed the shotgun shells first before he turned to grab the shotgun. For a big man, Malcolm could have played safety. He tackled John before he reached the shotgun and knocked him unconscious. Seeing what John was after, he reached up, and broke the shotgun in two pieces over his leg.

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