BOOM.
“Round three,” he said. “You’re the only player left. You pull until you get a hot one or run out of cold. House rules.” buckshot roulette
Marta took it. Two hot shells. Eleven left. She put it to her temple again. BOOM. “Round three
“I’m out,” he said, voice cracking. ” he said
“Buckshot roulette,” he said, voice a gravel pit. “Not your pussy Russian game with one bullet. We got buckshot. One shell, it’s full of number-four buck. Nine pellets. The rest are blanks. You pull the trigger on the hot one, you don’t get a little .22 in the dome. You get your head turned into a canoe.”
