Yoharie (part thirteen)
Yoharie Jeremiah (part thirteen) He clipped on his holster and snugged in the Glock…subcompact, 9mm, street legal. He patted the Taser. He did not take from its holster, because he’d zapped himself early, figuring it out. (“Read. Manual,” Kate would say.) He clipped his walkie-talkie to the breast […]
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