“Let's go to the car and get the gun now." Joyce immediately stood up from his arms.

"Now?" His handsome eyes widened in surprise.

"Right, now. Let's go." She yanked him up off the top of the couch altogether and dragged him toward the door.

Luther asked as he walked away, "Why do you suddenly want that gun?"

He thought that she was deliberately testing him with this pistol. "These two days I read some self-published reports. I think the pistol is very interesting so I want one. Maybe I can learn to shoot later, for self- defense of course.” Joyce deliberately said.

Luther, "..."

The implication of her words was that she had no intention of admitting that she was Joyce.

So should he, or should he not, confess?

He was starting to get torn up inside.

pressed the remote control and the

password

inside lay a cool pink lady's

the pistol out and weighed it in her

saw it, she had wanted to get

size, very lightweight, and easy to use. She never found a pistol that fit her better

he already knew who

she had nothing to

would just take what she

looked at her with a gloomy face. Was this a new test for him? Was she deliberately not to

couldn't understand

He introduced it stiffly, "It's a Witness Paffner, 380acp bullets with an oversized 13-round

only a connoisseur would know, were all told to him by her

"Wow, that sounds cool.”

smiled, held it in her hand, and gently stroked it, and after four

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