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“Hey, now,” he said, holding his hands up in what he hoped was a non-threatening manner. “I’ll give you the money, just…don’t do anything you’ll regret.”
The man with the gun had shaky hands, and that was what worried him. The gun was old, rusty…everything a functioning gun shouldn’t be. Combine with a jumpy trigger finger, and the result was sure to be anything but good.
He slowly let his hand wander to his pocket and pulled out his wallet, tossing it to the ground as he backed away. The man with the gun looked surprised, as if he had actually expected resistance. Probably a first-time mugger.