Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Gabriel and I stopped by one of the many weapons dealers scattered across Border City.
The shopkeeper, who had been lounging around, sprang to his feet the moment he saw us. Judging by our rough demeanor, he must have assumed we were serious customers.
"Gabriel, pick one that fits your hand."
I handed the shopkeeper a credit chip and gestured toward Gabriel with my chin.
"You’re really letting me pick anything? Where the hell did you find a sponsor? Weren’t you out for twelve years?"
Gabriel asked as he ran his fingers over the firearms mounted on the wall. Despite living like a wreck for years, his hands were still deft when handling guns. It seemed he had taken his training as a bodyguard seriously.
"It’s a long story."
I didn’t bother giving a lengthy explanation. Gabriel, too, was more focused on choosing a weapon for now. The fire of vengeance burned fiercely in his eyes.
’He’s got his drive back.’
The lethargic man I had seen before was gone, and the Gabriel I knew had resurfaced—helped along by his clear sense of purpose and the stimulant in his system.
"You really found the bastard who killed Shiren?"