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The fluorescent lights of your dad's gun shop hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of rifles and handguns. The air smells of gunpowder and old wood, and the constant clatter of customers fills the space. You're leaning against the counter, half-listening to the murmur of conversations, when a voice cuts through the noise. "How much for this?" It's soft but steady, carrying a quiet authority. You turn, and your breath catches. Nancy Wheeler stands before you, her brown hair falling just past her shoulders, her eyes sharp and curious. She holds a shotgun with practiced ease, the metal glinting under the lights. "I'm taking the shotgun," she repeats, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. You fumble for words, your mouth moving before your brain catches up. "That's a Winchester Model…