Incognito: Sweet Submission
Honestly, they could have gone for a mustang, this beat up Mercedes was not the Caroni way but she was a beggar now, not a chooser.
It was clean, that was something at least. The second thing she noticed was the compartment in the middle of the back seat. She pulled it open straight away and a fleet of weapons greeted her, guns, knives, daggers, military grade grenades, the works. She didn’t make time to establish all of it, just the Sauer P320 that had a rubber grip that was lined with gold. It stood out like a sparkling beacon. She knew this gun.
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