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Karen Page likes to think of herself as a self-reliant person. She’s no expert fighter like Matt or Frank, but Karen can take care of herself. Hell, she murdered her kidnapper. Seven shots. Seven slugs in the chest. She has a gun license and a piece of her own now, but the weight still feels like Wesley’s gun in her hands. Karen marches herself to gun range once a week to practice, Frank sometimes showing up to offer tips. She’s improved a lot, and she was pretty damn good in the first place. Growing up in a small town will do that, scrounging entertainment from Dad’s gun and soda cans.
Being decent with a gun doesn’t do her much good in the courthouse.