Pulled triggers aren t what they used to be. No gasps of surprise from the audience. No smell of lingering gunpowder. No bullet to be tweezered out and dropped with a single metallic ping into a sterilized surgeon s bowl, or extracted hours later from the crime scene wall like a dense, lead wisdom tooth. Civilization has advanced.
Pistols are different now.
More accurate and instantaneous. Their design unique. A conspiracy between the manufacturer s ability and the owner s psyche. When Sir Hubby shot me, I had been wearing nothing but my underwear. I hadn t even realized his words were serious, his intentions literal.