I put the gun on the table, and then placed the magazine next to it, after i had rubbed them both with a cloth to remove fingerprints.
He looked at me, at the gun, at me.
"I'm not familiar with that brand."
"3D printed. Home made on your press. It'll add to the believability that you made it because you were suicidal."
He looked at it, then grabbed it, loaded it and aimed it at me.
"Or I could just shoot you."
He pulled the trigger and it blew up, killing him.
Like I told him, had to be believable.
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