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Nadine gestures to the darkened building. It's not like she has any pressing plans at the moment.
Then she nods.
"I am." She shifts and pulls back her long flannel shirt to show the handgun tucked into her waistband. "And I know how to use it."
She hadn't just picked it up here to feel safer. Even if having it does, indeed, make her feel safer.