Becoming Quinn

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Durrie wasn’t a fool.

No way would he position himself right next to the old barn when the takedown happened. Where one bullet was sure to fly, others would often follow. Once things calmed down, he could move in. That’s how he liked to work.

So instead, he’d set up a hundred feet away, behind an old steel tank that looked like it had been empty for years. If a bullet did somehow end up heading in his direction, the tank would rob it of whatever momentum it had before it could reach him.

To keep tabs on what was happening in the barn, he had a small monitor on the ground beside him displaying a feed from a camera inside. The camera and monitor were connected by a long cable that ran through a signal booster so that the image wouldn’t be too degraded. He could have used a wireless camera, but the technology was still new, and didn’t always work correctly. Until it did, he preferred to go the tried-and-true hardwired route.

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