Dead End Girl by L.T. Vargus EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: L.T. Vargus
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The smell of solvent hung like a cloud over the workbench. She sprayed
a cotton rag with Hoppes solution, attached it to the cleaning rod, and
forced it into the barrel of her Glock 22. When the white rag had turned
dark gray with carbon powder, she traded it for a new scrap of cotton,
sprayed, and started again.
She’d done well on the range today, practicing with a QIT-99 target. She
managed to score 96% despite the fact that she hadn’t shot in over a month.
Well over the 80% required to pass her annual qualification test. She
glanced over at the paper target riddled with bullet holes. Fat lot of good it
did when she was stuck behind a desk most days.
Lately, she’d begun to question her decision to leave her position as a
victim specialist. Violet Darger had spent her first four years at the FBI in
the Office for Victim Assistance before giving up her position to become an
agent trainee. She knew her colleagues thought she was nuts for making the
move. Victim specialist jobs were highly competitive. To give that up… to
start over at the bottom of the special agent chain was something almost
everyone had counseled against. Not that she’d asked for their advice.
“Impulsive” was the word her former supervisor had used. That was almost
two years ago now, and she’d brushed them off at the time. They didn’t
understand. She didn’t expect them to.
She moved on to the wire brush. She pushed the copper bristles through
the barrel once, removed the brush tip, and then repeated the motion. A guy
at a nearby table was using his wire brush as well, and he inserted it into the
barrel and shimmied it back and forth. The sound of the wire fibers scraping
against the inside of the barrel sent goose bumps scuttling over the flesh of
her arms. Worse than nails on a chalkboard. Not because the sound was
even so bad, but because she imagined the abrasive brush scratching the
steel surface of the barrel, throwing off its accuracy micron by micron.
She mentioned this fear once, to the firearms instructor at Quantico. He’d
laughed.
“You need a chemistry refresher, Darger. Brush is made of copper.
Barrel’s made of steel. It won’t scratch.”
Darger didn’t care what he said, and she didn’t bother trying to correct
anyone else either, but the sound of it still set her teeth on edge. Her brush
went into the barrel only one direction: the same direction the bullet
traveled. Out and only out.
After another pass with a fresh cotton cloth, she ran her bore snake
through the barrel.
Her attraction to the FBI was something she’d never really tried to
explain to anyone. Not in any kind of honest way. But deep down, she knew
what pulled her in. She wanted to be part of the best. She wanted to spend
her life fighting for something.
On the simplest level, a battle of good and evil still existed in the world.
People did unspeakable things to each other. Rape. Murder. Human
trafficking.
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