Kate paced back and forth in the range, eyes going occasionally to the two sets of safety goggles and earmitts she'd put on the table in anticipation of the next arrival. Five minutes late. What if Morgana had only been humoring her? People seemed to do a lot of that these days, and Kate felt an unfamiliar twinge of uncertainty as she glanced at
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After another dream about Morgause and a woman she called 'mother'.
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"So, ever shot anything before?"
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"That's your standard little .22, lightweight, easy to hide, aims good but not far and packs a decent punch for the size."
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