I heard from a guy I d been locked up with once about this convenience store on the West side where the owner was a complete whack job. His station had gotten held up so many damn times, he d started stashing a sawed off shotgun behind the counter, reserving it for the next person who even looked at him the wrong way. I thought it d be the perfect face off and the perfect way to go. I d just stroll into his store, show him some heat, and it d be over nice and easy.

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