Story six from my novel Chimpman Zee, to be exact. I've decided to post it because it conveys my feelings about guns better than any tweet or post I could write. I'm not sure it needs much of an intro, the novel is episodic, so each story stands mostly alone, but the bare bones: Zee is a private detective in the golden age of Hollywood, but one with a difference. He is highly territorial, has certain rules he abides by (each story covers one rule), and has a fantastic origin he, but not the reader, fully understands. He is plagued by an alter ego he calls the animal which forces him to live a Jekyll and Hyde existence. In previous stories, he has had several run ins with the LA sheriffs’ department, namely Detective-Sergeant Dulls and Lieutenant Bulkowski, and the LA Syndicate. He spent time as a child in an orphanage, and at Joliet State Penitentiary where he was protected by another prisoner, a self-educated man named Lucius. The story begins with a dream out of Zee's childhood…