Chapitre 118: Isn't it always?

"I wagered all of my guns and ammo at the table. Did you forget how much each of those are worth? Half of them easily exceeded that dented camper you brought." I replied.

"But the things inside are also worth something!" he retorted.

"What? You only have three guns inside the camper. The Winchester M70, the Remington 870 and the Colt Anaconda that is mine now. I basically gave the cigars for free if you think about it. The other thing worth noting there is your recurve bow and the crossbow. You have a few arrows and bolts inside but aside from a few food items, that is all that's in there. I'm right, right?" I said with a grin.

He almost lost all the air in his body when I spoke. Kaley was smiling and holding her laughter as she saw her dad breaking down helplessly.

I instructed everyone to pick up some of the casings that they could see in the immediate vicinity before we all rode the truck back home.

"We're really doing this here kid?" Oscar said.

"Yeah." I replied.