We reached the compound and we parked the vehicles first and we left them there for now. I saw in the corner of my eye James waiting for Russel with a wooden suitcase that is fashioned to be a chessboard. Her grandmother held his other hand and led him to the pool area to eat.
Russel stepped down from their vehicle and I nudged him.
"Hey, that kid is already waiting for you. He any good?" I asked.
"Pssh! Been teaching him for only a few times. He got the basics down though. I'm still not good as you though, you crazy fuck." He said while smiling.
"Heh. You're the one in the varsity in chess, I'm just a simple businessman." I grinned.
"Businessman?! Hah! I was in the varsity till highschool! When you beat our mentor, I lost interest in competing! Who simulates every move that might happen?! I do it too, but not to your extent! You simulated everything from the start to finish! Who does that?!" he exclaimed.
We were going back and forth and we heard a shout from behind.
Hello! Thanks for reading once again!
I started on researching on reloading and I find it to be extremely fun! You could actually save a lot more if you do it yourself and much more if you cast your own bullets. The only downside to this I think is time since you'll be doing much of the work.
I find the hobby therapeutic though.
Anyway, 2 chapters on the weekends as always! There's one more after this. Thanks again!