In her previous life, she often frequented this place, surrounded by all these items.
Approaching a wall, Isabelle grabbed a handgun and took aim at a distant target, letting off a few shots. As she surveyed the arsenal, Isabelle found herself contemplating, George’s an arms dealer and manufacturer
This arsenal might interest him... Maybe I should show him this spot one day...
Lost in her thoughts, Isabelle was interrupted by Danny, who was roused from his sleep by the buzzing of his phone.
Upon seeing a message from Isabelle, Danny’s interest was piqued. Opening the message, he discovered several photos. Rubbing his eyes, Danny clicked on the photos, and in an instant, his eyes widened as he bolted upright in bed, fully alert.
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