Community Service by Fran

She wasn’t your average looking killer for hire.  At 48, plump and dowdy, Marion King fit into any crowd. No fancy watches, cars or clothes – but a penchant for high caliber weapons and skill that knew no bounds.  She had her father to thank for her love and ability with weapons.  He had been a marine and they bonded through her teens on the firing range.  When her parents split, she travelled across the country with her mother and left her love of the gun behind with her father.  He died soon after, from trauma, neglect and an addiction to prescribed painkillers.

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