What Does Armed Mean On Blink Novels & Stories

"Flora, this is not funny—" "I know it is not funny. But what choice do we have? He has bombs. He has hostages. He has nothing to lose." I checked the gun Arnold had given me. Small. Easy to conceal. "I am done running. If Richard wants me, he gets me. But this time, I am armed." "That gun has eight bullets. Richard could have twenty men—" "Then I make eight of them count." Arnold climbed into the van. "Thermal imaging shows three heat signatures at the location. Richard plus two others. Manageable."

He checked the magazine of his sidearm, the cold metallic click ringing clearly in the quiet cabin. "You stay in the vehicle, Lila," Adrian said, turning to face her. His hand reached out, cupping her face, his eyes searching hers with a fierce, possessive terror. "The glass is B7 armored. Nothing gets through it. You stay here, locked in, until I bring Aiden out." Lila reached up, her hand locking around his wrist, her silver eyes burning with an unyielding intensity that matched his own. "No." Adrian’s brow furrowed, a low growl rising in his throat. "Lila.."

Blade said as he grabbed a hold of Jamerson’s wrist and Jamerson let go like his hands were on fire. “The fuck man! What the hell was that?” Jamerson asked Blade. “Just a little trick. You weren’t going to just let go. Now. Beauty queen if you would please put your weapons away. Although I’m sure you didn’t need them in the first place.” Blade told me. “But they're so pretty.” I said pulling my weapons to my sides. Jamerson was still rubbing his wrist as Garrison walked over to join him.