Jenna stepped in, stunned.
Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling. Glass cases lined the room.
Ancient weapons, broken relics, strange artifacts, things that looked like they didn't belong to this era…
Jenna swallowed. Absolutely fascinated. "...this…they are…gorgous."
Moose leaned against the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, a burning cigar in one hand, a black pistol in the other.
It wasn't even clear when he brought out a gun.
"Impressed?" he asked languidly, tapping the gun on his elbow, as though he was doing a countdown.
"...very," she replied without taking her eyes off.
Slowly, she began walking deeper inside. Her fingers brushed across objects one after another, very carefully not to send the shelve tumbling over.
A rusted dagger. A cracked jade pendant. A blue ring with dragon carving. A fractured mask. Mineral stones that this era had never seen before…
Each touch sent a ripple of excitement through her veins. Her eyes shone with greed.
