Sometimes tex remembered that beside freelancing and being sheriff, she had another job. One that involved selling weapons. Personally, she prefered to just use them, but she wasn't going to turn down good money. Even if she very much just wanted to toss a grenade out of the window to blow up The Grunt who seemed to be on a caffeine high and was doing a duck-with-teeth warrior dance on the street.
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