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We worked out the apropos bribe. “How about two weeks elk hunting at my lodge, free meals at The Threshold of Grains, and two float trips? But only if you take me boar hunting in Atascadero.”

Later taking out my Leatherman I pulled the home cast lead from the Nitro Express. Dumping out the powder I found the problem. I had reloaded after a night of drinking at the Virtual Stampede Saloon. I had mixed up and grabbed the Nigerian Espresso.

Apologies to Starbuck’s Nigerian Espresso coffee: Potent but slow burning in this caliber.