Deputy PorterChapter 169
The Brit was dealing with contractors the next day, so he didn't need my help on the pub at all. Which left me time to think about the shotgun problem again. I decided not to trade the Mossberg pump gun in on a new shotgun. It would be worth next to nothing in its present state. So Tuesday after my ride and while the kitchen equipment contractor worked on The Brit's pub, I headed for the gun store where I had bought the .22 mag revolver and derringer. It was almost an hours drive, but I...