Look, I just wanna make one thing absolutely clear. I don't believe in guns. I just want peace. Okay?"
Alessandro stopped in the middle of the corridor, took out the gun and wrapped my hand around it before I realized what he was doing. "Can you feel that? That's a gun. It exists. And there are a lot of people out there who do believe in it. So, excuse me for taking care of them so you can have your peace.

Author: Anne Fortier