Weapon Drawn
Davis felt his heart pounding against his ribcage. Its rhythmic pounding drowned out all other noises. The pistol in Davis’s hand served as a reassurance, but also a reminder that danger was ahead. As he walked towards the sleek, white car, he saw flashes of his past training.
The circumstances of today demanded that he have his weapon with him. In these uncertain times, it is better to be safe and not sorry when faced with a vehicle that hasn’t been registered.
