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She shrugs. “Doesn’t matter if they are. It’s a ghost gun. No serial number, and the kits were bought from all over. It’s untraceable, and I’m gone before anyone knows what happened.”
“How long have you been doing this for?”
Arlie shrugs. “A couple of years.”
“And you haven’t been caught?”
“It would be more of a surprise if I had.”
I’m not sure what her logic is behind that. The confusion on my face must show.
“The stats are something like only two percent of crime ends in a conviction. And it’s around ten percent where there’s actually an arrest made. Those people are usually amateurs.”
I watch in morbid curiosity as she slides a bullet cartridge into the gun. “There’s no way that can be true.”
“Look it up.”
“I think I will.”
“Fine.” She snaps back the thingy on top with a metalclink. “Either way, I like my chances.”
“If thatistrue though … pretty much anyone could kill anyone.”
“Pretty much.”
“Even me.”
She eyes me, her hood pulled up, covering her dark hair. “I think you’d be in the two percent.”
“Ouch.” I clutch my chest. “You’re throwing out some hard truths tonight.”
“You bought coffee.”
“Would it have made a difference if it was brought from home?”
“No. The less you have on you, the better.” Her eyes fall closed for a second as she groans. “You brought your wallet, didn’t you?”
“Of course.”
“With your ID?”
It clicks where she’s going with this, and I don’t want to confirm her suspicion. “No?”
I get the look again. “Still think you’re not in the two percent?”
“It’s possible I see your point.”
“Right. Can we get on with this now?”
Thisbeing kill someone. I purposely haven’t asked any questions about the mark or thought too deeply about them andhaving a family. In fact, the coffee and the cards and the snacks were all because I’ve been activelynotthinking about it. But I need a job, and this is all that’s paying right now, so I’m going to have to suck it up.
I nod and follow Arlie to the edge of the rooftop. “You’re pulling the trigger, right?”
“Right. And you’re not actually getting paid for tonight. This is purely to see if you can handle it.”
“Okay.”
“And, Perry?”
