Lucien

He swung the axe up in the air with his powerful arms.

He had discovered where the gun was.

It was kept hidden in the woman’s bed, beside her pillow, and stored under a pile of smelly blankets.

He swung the axe again and brought it down on the logs, splitting them with the force of his powerful blow.

A Nosler M48 TGR 2010A, he reflected absently as he paused to wipe the sweat from his face and arms. As always, he had discarded the jacket, and he was bare-chested as he worked. One of the best hunting rifles, one that he had also examined a long time ago...