The Stock Up

The insurance company quickly came to a decision as to whether I should get any money for my stuff. They told me that I was not in titled to any money, they say the fire was my fault in the first place. They decided to kick me out of the hotel room they were renting for me and told me that I should be happy that they will not be asking me for the money back that they used to pay for the room. I grabbed the money that I stole from the drug dealer and went out looking for any way I could find to get my hands on a gun lucky for me the insurance company put me in the bad part of town and I quickly found someone who knew "someone" that could help me. The meeting was set in a back ally way and when I got there he was already set up and waiting for me. I greeted him and we got down to it. First he showed me a 9mm hand gun it was a little heavier than I thought it would be but I liked the feel of the grip. "Do you have anything more powerful" I asked. He looked at me probably sizing me up before he pulled out a riot shot gun and a AK-47. I held the shot gun as he told me that it had very little kick back thanks to a muzzle brake. I told him I will take everything. I looked at me and laughed "I know you don't have that much money". "Oh I didn't plan on paying for any of this". He stepped back and reached for his gun but before he could get it out of the holster I was on him. I wrapped my hands around his throat and squeezed. I looked over at Sara to see her beautiful smile again and said "I am pleased to see your happy". The guy looked up at me with a confused face like I was talking to the air like I was crazy but she was there, she is here and I am not crazy. I pressed my hand down harder and he blacked out I stayed there on top of him for a few minutes more just to make sure he was dead. I found his keys and took his car loaded up with all the guns but there was only one 9mm clip of ammo that was in the guys gun so I had to find ammo. Lucky for me it may be Illegal to buy guns without a permit but ammunition is just fine. I walked into the first gun store and asked the clerk what kind of shot gun shells he would recommend for humans he looked at me and laughed "I didn't see them on the hunting list this year probably because they are to gamy". "No I just got myself a shotgun to protect my house and I wanted to know what type of rounds I should buy" I replied. See a crazy man wouldn't make up a story to hide what he was doing. "Oh in that case go with the 000 buckshot it contains thirty six balls per shot it will not only increase accuracy but also tear the meat off anything close range". "Okay I will take fifty of them". I got my bullet and paid him his money then went some place and loaded my shotgun. I went to a different store to get the ammunition for the handgun but nothing interesting happened other than I tried a couple different guns that were close to the ones that I had so I knew what to expect and to my surprise I was a much better shot than the thought I would have been. I went to the final gun store to pick up ammunition for the AK-47 and believe me that was not easy. I got in the store and asked if he had bullets for an unusual gun. He said he might depends on the gun I ask if I could bring it in and show him. He said no problem just to make sure it was empty before I brought it inside. I jokingly said if it had bullets I wouldn't be here. I brought in the AK-47 and placed it on the countertop. The clerk looks at me the at the gun then back up at me and asked why I have such a gun. My reply was something about how it was my right. He nodded in approval and then took out two boxes of bullets. He told me that the box on the left were your normal rounds for the gun but the box on the right were something he called cop killers, yeah I was still in the bad part of town. I asked how much he wanted for them and he said because he liked me that he will give them to me if I buy the normal rounds. I once again paid and left with bullets but I also picked up a cleaning kit I found a super cheap hotel to stay in. I counted the money that I got from the dealer and I had seven thousand dollars. That night I watched how to videos online to clean the guns, to align the sights and how tricks to load my shotgun faster. The next day I set up an appointment with the insurance company so I can get the names of those who denied me.