Hush, hush

Hannah nodded as the the sounds of Lillian and the others approached the out building. She looked like the cat that swallowed the canaries, twice. She was in either Kaleo’s or Julius’ stuff, covered in grease older than herself, wearing a six shooter and a leather motor cycle helmet with goggles.

She did not want to confess she had been down in the lab or the weapon caches she had found. She figured they were for protecting the ranch. She had her story set. The gun was because of snakes or rats. The area was notorious for them and she hadn’t really considered the reality of that thinking.

She got quiet about running away.

As they walked in, she held up a bad ring One of the cylinders.

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