She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 146

Chapter 146 Gun Club Competition

The next morning dawned over Alerith.

Freya had already washed and dried the clothes she'd worn the day before.

Freshly dressed and ready to go, she sat in the living room, waiting for Kristian.

Half an hour later, the two of them shared breakfast and then headed out together.

Their destination was a legitimate gun club nestled in the heart of city, one that required both a membership and a referral letter for entry. Kristian had, of course, already taken care of all the formalities.

It took them an hour to reach the club.

Kristian, well-acquainted with the manager, was greeted with a warm, familiar smile. "It's been quite some time since we last crossed paths, Kristian."

"It has been a while," Kristian replied, falling naturally into conversation.

"And who might this be?" the manager asked, his eyes drifting curiously toward Freya.

Kristian's expression shifted, his eyes dimming slightly as he began, "My..."

"Just a friend. Freya Briggs," Freya cut in, introducing herself with a composed smile.

Something in her gut told her that if she didn't interrupt, Kristian would've said something she wasn't ready to hear.

Kristian glanced her way; that had indeed been his intention-to introduce her as his wife.

"This way, please," the manager said with a knowing glint in his eyes before gesturing them forward. "A professional will be along shortly to teach you how to shoot. Follow me."

They walked in silence down the corridor that led to the shooting range.

Freya and Kristian were each assigned their own professional instructor.

The manager, Mack Russell, happened to be Damon Russell's cousin. Observing Freya's focused demeanor, he leaned toward Kristian and muttered, "You and Ms. Briggs-there's no way you're just friends, is there?"

Kristian rarely had female companions, which made Mack all the more intrigued.

"Indeed, we're not just friends," Kristian admitted, already familiar with every corner of the shooting range from

past visits.

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ex-wife," Kristian said eventually, weighing Freya's reaction and

Mack was visibly startled.

eyes, he asked, "When did you get married? How did I

does," Kristian replied

gets a heads-up, but not me?" Mack grumbled,

the fact that Kristian's marriage had never made it into

ceremony,” Kristiah said, pausing mid-motion as he held the gun, a storm of mix feelings flickering across

once the instructor wrapped up his briefing, Kristian turned his attention to Frey who had just finished hers

today?" he aske "No, we're here to compete," Kristian said,

with amusement. Kristian always did

to Freya and chatted with her, "Let me give you a hand. Kristian': been practicing since he was a kid, and the club's shooting record?

her tone

little help?" Mack asked, a protective instinct kicking

to be thrown into a shooting

As soon as the gun was in her hands, the old familiarity

Mack didn't press the

the two professionals observing, Mack himself was curious

composed young woman

bullets, highest total rings wins," Freya said

"Alright," Kristian agreed.

took a textbook shooting stance,

sharp cracks echoed through

hit dead center.

to the club regulars or to Mack, who had seen Kristian pull this off more times than he could

and safety briefings were merely formalities for someone like

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to a staff member, then

had his

nerves-fifty rings was no small feat. But Freya looked calm. Unbothered. As i

her gun and pulled

through the air, landing straight

staff member beside her dropped his stoic