“So what do you do for a living?” she asked curiously, browsing through the usb sticks and micro-sd cards with a gentle touch. It seems a little odd to her that he wouldn’t know some of these things, but then she’s constantly having to remind herself that most people simply don’t explore as deeply into computers as she does. He’s obviously old enough to be her dad, after all, and her dad is unique among the species.
The single question was certainly not one that had not reached his ears before, which was why the man was prepared to answer without any amount of hesitation. “I’m a private security consultant and a federally licensed firearms dealer.” It might have sounded like a line from a script that had just been rehearsed one too many times as it had indeed been offered up to numerous people. It was not as if it was entirely a fabricated truth, it did not fully capture what it was he did on a somewhat regular basis. While he did indeed help private companies and wealthy families with their security systems, there was definitely much more to be said than that. Of course, that which had been deliberately kept from the helpful female would not be believed by most. The information was sensitive as it was no secret that there were still plenty of people who were blissfully unaware of the true dangers that lurked in the dark.
“Oh, wow.” Summer glanced over at him again, a twinkle in her eye. “Shouldn’t you have people to do these things for you, then? That sounds like a high-ticket kind of business.” Just a gentle tease, while she looked at things she can’t buy and played let’s pretend in her head. Although usb sticks are pretty cheap now. They have to be, for the way some of her fellow students lose them and abandon them around the computer labs. She kept hers close, fastened to her keychain, with her best work stored and constantly updated. “Actually,” she added, frowning a little, “I didn’t know guns were legal in California.”