Chapter 84 The Dreaded Question

• I gulped. I didn't think I would ever open fire anywhere that's not a shooting range. I know I had even thought about shooting a person or two with my gun, but that had been it. Just a thought, and nothing more.
• “Bu… But —”
• “What if someone comes through that door to hurt you? Would you hesitate because you're scared? Isn't your life more precious? Learning to shoot in any situation is more beneficial, don't you think?” His hand covered mine, guiding the barrel toward the far wall where a paper target was pinned. “I want you to put two in the chest and one in the head. Can you do that?”