Bad Choice

The mention of a gun or any other handheld martial weapon being discovered would always make my head turn but a mention of a cache where there would at least be a few in storage would allow me to get myself kidnapped in the right circumstances. I zoomed inside the hallways of the precinct as I dragged Tatiana with me and we soon arrived at the entrance to our destination.

My eyes were already sparkling, "It's this place, right?!"

"W-Wait! It's not what you-"

The moment I opened the door, the look of excitement I had was immediately replaced by disappointment. The door leading to this place's armory had a metal, grated gate to go through before gaining unlimited access. However, I failed to notice the bulletholes on the door I opened earlier and the amount of viscous fluids by our feet. The smell was the same as the last room and it was miraculous I was almost getting used to it.

"What the-"

"I told you. The guns are there but..."

"Hmm..."