116 Constant danger

As Linda stood by the weapon room that morning, the creak of the door opening caught my attention, and she turned to find Vladimir approaching. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Linda?" Vladimir hurried over to her. "What are you doing here?" "Just felt like shaking off the morning boredom by visiting the weapon room," she replied. "You know, Ksenia showed me a thing or two about handling a gun last night. I figured I could learn more to better protect myself when needed." "Ah, I see," he nodded, opening the door wider. "Well, come on in." Following him into the room, they stood before the rows of guns neatly arranged on the wall. Vladimir's gaze lingered on them before he grabbed two pistols and expertly loaded them. As they stepped into the inner  of the room, Vladimir took charge, gently ushering her into the world of gun handling. Patiently, he demonstrated the proper stance, grip, and aim, while she absorbed every