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"Inquest Upon The Victim of Kamloops Shooting Affray," The Inland Sentinel (Kamloops). July 10, 1913. Page 1 & 5. === Prisoner Is Declared by Police to Be an Ex-Convict --- The story of the tragedy which took place yesterday afternoon at the Queen's Hotel was unfolded this morning when the Coroner's inquest was held at the Council Chamber. One incident connected with the miserable affair was presented in a far different light than was the case in the original report. Far from the perpetrator of the deed being surrounded by those near by when the crime was committed, no hand was raised against him, and the Chief Constable had to trace out and apprehend the man, who was known to be a desperate character and armed, at no small danger to himself.

The jury sworn before Dr. Archibald this morning comprised Messrs. D. S. Dalgleish, foreman; H. A. Spaulding; A. Shaw; C. Lewis; C. Beckwith and A. S. Howie, and after they had viewed the body at the Kamloope Undertaking Parlor they were informed that various letters found upon his person indicated the victim was named Joseph M. Pickering.

Story of the Affair. James Joseph Doran the first witness called, deposed that on Wednesday, July 9th, he was at the Queen's Hotel, had observed the prisoner, who was giving a recitation about prison life to a man named Armstrong and the deceased.

They were none of them so drunk but they fully understood, what they were doing. Suddenly the Prisoner struck at Armstrong and knocked the him down, whereupon the Deceased turn struck the Prisoner to rounded ground and gave him a couple of blows when down, causing the discoloration of his eye.

The appearance of the Prisoner, Lynn, bore testimony to the severity be a desperate character and armed, of this treatment, for his left eye was frightfully discolored and swollen and quite closed. When this scuffle was over the Prisoner apparently made friends with the others, but while Armstrong and the Decesead were in the lavatory removing, traces of the affray, Lynn inquired who it was that had struck him. This he did not find out until Pickering, the Deceased, expressed his regret for striking so hard was offered to pay the expense of medical attention for Lynn. Lynn, however, declared that he was a good loser and that he did not wish to see a doctor, and it seemed as if the whole that the affair was patched up. Deceased invited the Prisoner to drink, and while the order was being given the tragedy was committed, for Lynn drew a gun and deliberately shot Pickering.

Witness testified that he saw the whole sad affair and that some 10 or 13-minutes elapsed between the quarrel, and the time when the shot was fired and he saw a smoking revolver in the Prisoner's hands.

Bartender's Testimony George Mottshaw, a bartender at the Queen's Hotel, offered corroborative testimony. Armstrong, a man named Johnson, and the Deceased. wees drinking at the bar, and invited the prisoner to join them. Lynn thes told a story which Armstrong did not seem to like; words passed, and Lynn hit Armstrong. Deceased then struck Lynn and knocked him down. After things had quietened down, Deceased went out to wash, and on his return invited the Prisoner to have a drink; and actually had the money in his hand with which to pay for it. Witness turned round to wash some glasses when he heard shots fired, and on turning round again saw the Prisoner with a smoking gun in his hand. This Lynn held until his victim fell down, when he backed towards the door. Witness directed a man named Burse to follow the Prisoner while he himself telephoned to the police.

Questioned by the Prisoner, Witness declared that the Deceased struck the Prisoner when he was not looking and knocked him down Narrative of Fellow Worker. Edwin Anthony Armstrong, who was next called, identified the body as that of Pickering with whom he had been working for a couple of months at the Northern Construction Camp. His story closely corresponded in most details with, what had previously been detailed. When the Prisoner joined them at the bar and gave a recitation, Witness merely said, "I've heard that before." He did not say this in a provocative tone nor did he expect Lynn to take any offence. Lynn, however, struck him a blow, which marked his face and sent him to his knees. When he arose the Deceased was leaning over the Prisoner on the floor. When they got up Prisoner declined to have medical attention for his bruised eye. Witness and the Deceased were making their way out of the room when the shot was fired. About 5 minutes elapsed between the quarrel and the shot, and he did not hear Deceased extend any invitation to the Prisoner to take a drink.

Pickering, he declared, was of a quiet, inoffensive disposition, and in this he was corroborated by Orie Johnam. The next witness, who had worked for seven months with the Deceased at the Northern Construction Camp.

This latter witness, Johnson, stated that the Prisoner, who got away in the excitement that followed the shot, remarked as he passed out of the door, "He got what he was looking for."

Richard Burke, night clerk at the Queen's Hotel, deposed that when Deceased had the Prisoner on the ground and was hitting him, he, witness said: "Don't hit a man when he's down."

Pickering then said, "Get up then and have a drink."

Prisoner's face was bleeding but he would not be persuaded to go to the lavatory and wash it. Witness thereupon approached him to try and get him to wash away the blood. Lynn, however, turned sharply just then and handling a weapon with his Ieft hand shot the Deceased.

General Terror. Harry Caruduff, who followed with a narration similar to those already declared that the Deceased turned round three times before he fell.

He added that the people near at hand, dispersed when the shot was fired. Some went out by the front and some by the back door; others rushed upstairs. No one atempted to seize the Prisoner-they were not taking chances.

Edward Cassidy who was called to identity the body, spoke of the Deceased as a man of quiet demeanor.

Police Evidence Chief Constable Rothnie deposed that in response to a telephone message he hurried by motor to the Queen's Hotel where he found the Deceased with a wound, apparently caused by a bullet in the left breast just over the heart. A hole corresponding to the wound penetrated deceased's clothing, and his outer garment was slightly singed.

The Chief made a search for a man described, and ultimately, after about three-quarters of an hour, found the Prisoner hiding under the raised wooden walk leading from Main St. to Hill St. near the blacksmith's shop.

The Prisoner had told the blacksmith that he would shoot the first man who interfered with him, and consequently when Lynn's hand went towards his pocket the Chief, who was covering him with a pistol, ordered him to throw up his hands.

After that he gave no trouble, but after being cautioned he burst on hearing that Pickering was actually dead: "I'm ---- glad of it. I'm sorry I did not get action on a few more of then They would have got it if they had not got away.

Prisoner, who had been in the City some 8 or 10 days, had been recognized by one of the police staff as an ex-convict formerly lodged in the penitentiary at Westminster. He had warned to commence work or leave the town. A revolver was found upon Lynn loaded in four chambers, and with the shell of a recently fired cartridge in another chamber.

The correspondence in the victim's pockets, said the Chies in conclusion, indicated that he was a respectable working man decently connected.

Medical Testimony. Dr. Burris testified to the nature of the injury which described as a bullet wound from the left chest, through the heart, pulmonary vein, and aorta. The bullet had almost severed the sixth back rib and had lodged near the scapula. Death would be almost instantaneous.

The bullet produced fitted the empty shell found in the revolver The Jury retired and after an absence of about 20 minutes related the verdict that Joseph M. Pickering came to his death as the result of a bullet wound caused by John Lynn.

The Prisoner was then removed to custody.

The preliminary hearing has been fixed to commence at 10.15 tomorrow morning.

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Au Cheetah!third doctor x reader

Notes : y/n and the doctor go on a adventure to a planet together and the doctor catches the Cheetah virus along the way. read to find out what happends 

Please ignore any spelling mistakes thank you 😊

Im so sorry this is a big mess😅 but enjoy anyway

Warnings: implied sexual content please read at your own risk, its not really detailt but its there so you have been warned

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The doctor had decided to take y/n to a far away planet. He thought that y/n would enjoy it and she did the whole day they looked at old stuff and new stuff buildings, performances she even tried new foods she never had taste before.

"I want to show you one more thing" the doctor took y/n her hand and let the way. after 10 minuts of walking they both came to a big tree and there stood a stone bench against it, it over looked a big valey and the sun was begining to set.

"Its absolutly wonderfull" she looked in awe.

The doctor sat down on the stone bench and patted the side next to him "rest your legs we have been walking the whole day" he smiled.

Y/n sat down "i really enjoyed today, we should do this more often"

the doctor smiled back at her "you are right we really should do this more often"

Both of them looked at the sunset when "meow"

Y/n looked around when she looked next to her there sat a big black cat "oh hi there little one" she smiled, the cat walked up to her and started to rub against her leg (I don't know how the kitlings act im sorry if im wrong) "oh you want to sit with us" the cat meowed in respons. Y/n pated a place in between her and the doctor the cat jumped up on the bench and lay down inbetween them the doctor patted the cat his head without looking down on the animal but he kept his eyes on the horizon. after the sun had gone down y/n and the doctor went back to the TARDIS.

"I'll set the TARDIS back in flight to earth you get some sleep y/n we had a long day and you look tired".

"Alright i will see you in the morning doctor" she said while walking away.

The doctor walked around the console "that cat was mutch bigger than i had seen before on that planet but i have seen it before somewhere els but where?...." the doctor mumbled while pressing buttons and pulling levers.

The next morning they were back at unit y/n was still asleep but the doctor was up And about working on a experiment.

"Good morning doctor" y/n walked out the TARDIS.

"Good morning my dear did you sleep wel? "

"I slept fine i was exhousted yesterday so i fell asleep easy" she smiled while sipping her coffee/tea.

The doctor looked at her "y/n could you hand me that tube next to you"

Y/n did as she was asked and gave it to him, she looked him in the eyes "umm doctor i don't want to be rude but have you looked at yourself in the miror this morning?"

"No i haven't how so is something wrong with my hair?"

"No its not your hair"

"What is it then?"

"Its your eyes doctor they arn't blue they are yellow and they look like cat eyes" y/n handed him her pocket miror

"I see what you mean i have seen it before but i can't quite place it unfortanetly....."

"Do you think its bad?"

"Honestly my dear I have no idea"

*Time skip*

"Doctor?"

"Hmm yes?"

"Are you going with me to eat something? I bet the others are already bussy"

"No i stay here i have to find out whats wrong with my eyes"

"Alright do you want me to bring you anything?"

"Just coffee my dear"

"Alright i'll be back in a hour" y/n closed the door and walked away.

"Now i got to find that book" the doctor said mumbeling to himself while walking in to the TARDIS.

As y/n walked in to the cafetaria she saw jo already eating "hi jo"

"Oh hi y/n how was yesterday?

"It was nice i saw a lot of new stuff we went to a market and we had dinner"

"How Nice i bet the doctor is hanging out in his lab again" jo teased

"Yes he is but thats normal the only strange thing is that the doctor his eyes have changed"

"Oh really? How so?"

"Wel they arn't their usual color they are yellow and look like cat eyes"

"Oh wow thats really weird anything ells difrent than the eyes"

"Not that i have seen its just strange"

"Oh wel i bet its nothig y/n"

"I hope so"

"Tell me y/n Do you like him?"

"Who the doctor?...." *sigh* "is it So obvious?"

"Wel yes it is"

"I don't know jo yes i like him but i don't think he's intrested in me"

"Why would you say that? Have you never seen how he looks at you? And the adventure you two went on looked more like a date than an actual adventure"

"Now you say so"

"But you like him?"

"Yes yes i do" y/n smiled softly

When y/n was done with dinner and talking to jo she went by the office of the brigadier she knoked on the door "come in, ah miss y/l/n hows everything?"

"Everything is going alright im here to pick up my papers that need to be looked trough"

"Ah yes here they are" he placed the pile of papers in her hands "hows the doctor doing?"

"He's bussy tinkering around but something weird is going on"

"Oh do tell"

"Wel his eyes have changed they arn't blue they turned in to yellow cat eyes"

"Hmm i see would you mind keeping an eye on him?" (No Pun intended)

"Dont i always Do that?" She raised an eyebrow while grining

"Yes alright" the brigadier grined back

"Well i got to get back If got to bring him his coffee he asked for" she smiled softly.

"Doctor im back and i brought your coffee" y/n opened the door

"Ah wonderfull thank you dear" he smiled and took the cup from her hands

"Umm doctor your teeth" she handed him her pocket miror again

"Oh no"

"What oh no have you found out what it is yet?"

"Not yet i hope to find it out soon"

"Are you starting to turn in to a big cat?"

"A cat?.... but of course y/n you are a genious"

"What?"

"The cat we pet yesterday i think it had a virus with it"

"Do you know what kind of virus?"

"Im not sure i have seen it before but i can't quite place it where" he rubbed his chin and sat down on the desk

"But i pet that cat as wel so why am i not turning in to one" (I don't know if humans can catch the virus like i said i haven't seen the episode yet)

"I have no Idea dear"

"Oh wel i have to do my work and i got to keep an eye on you Mind if i sit here and sort trough the papers?"

"No not at all go on" the doctor stood up And walked to one of his other desks Y/n sat down on one of the lab tables and sorted trough everything.

About 2 hours later y/n was halfway trough sorting the papers. "Ugh i think i'll stop for today i can't concentrate anymore" y/n stood up "i think i'll call it a day im still tired from yesterday but first im going to take a hot bath"

when y/n left something happend in the doctor his head he went in to the TARDIS to his bedroom he started to gather a lot of blankets and cushions he placed them on the big canopy bed and closed three of the four canopy curtains to create a Nice nest for his future mate. When he was done the doctor went back to the lab and he forgot what he just did.

The next morning y/n woke up late round 10 o clock She changed in a dress and high brown boots because y/n wanted to be comfortable in her outfit for the day she walked to the kitchen to get food "what to to get hmm" she looked in the cupboard after y/n looked trough everything she decided to go with (favorite breakfast) after eating y/n went to read something in the library.

When y/n was done reading she went to the doctor's lab "morning sorry i was late i woke up around 10 and went reading something in the library"

"Thats fine my dear would you mind giving me those cables on the bench over there"

Y/n grabed the cables "here you go" she placed them in his hands "any new developments from the virus doctor?"

"Not yet dear but i know what it is"

"Oh do tell"

"Well its the cheetah virus you can catch it from the cheetah people or the kitlings" he showed a picture of a cheetah person

"But we never came acros people who looked like cheetah's.... wait you said kitlings they look like cats right?"

"Yes big black cats that have Sharp teeth..... but of course!!" The doctor stood up "i told you before that the big cat we pated could be responsible for carying a virus that cat was the kitling i catched it from him"

"Um just curious what kind of symptoms are there?"

"Wel my eyes and teeth..... and well"

"Well? Go on"

He sighed "y/n the thing is that it can bring some events with this and its not for everybody"

"What do you mean?"

"Well cheetah people have mating season round this time of the year"

"Oh.. um" y/n started to blush

The doctor cought and rubbed his neck "Anyway would you mind bringing me some coffee?"

"Oh yes of course" y/n turned to the door to fetch some

About 30 minuts later y/n came back with the coffee "here" she placed the coffee in front of him it was already late in the afternoon

"Thank you y/n" he was about to place the cup to his mouth but then he snifed the air "do you smell that?"

"Smell what?" Y/n sat down at where she sat the day before to sort the papers picking up where she left everything to continue

"But don't you smell that then?"

"Doctor i can't smell anything besides dust, old paper and the smell of coffee" She said while not looking up

"It smells like..." he stood up And walked around while smelling the air and he came stand behind her "oh"

"What oh?"

"Its you" the doctor leaned his nose in crook of here neck while inhaling her scent

"D..doctor pl..please stop" she was schaking

"You are ovulating"

"Wh...What?!"

"I told you that we are in mating season round this time of the year and you will be the perfect mate" he wraped his arms around her and picked her up

"D..Doctor put me down p...please"

"No you are mine" his eyes had turned to even smaller slits than before,

Jo heared y/n yelling from the doctor his lab she bursed trough the door with a tranquilizer gun jo shot the doctor in the back of the neck

The doctor let go of y/n and wipped around "Jo what have you...." he stopped mid sentice and fell to the floor.

"Oh jo thank goodness" y/n stood up shaking

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah yeah im fine"

"What was he doing?!"

"Thats the cheetah virus its taking over him"

"Oh goodness what was he trying to do?"

"He wanted to make me his mate"

"Against your wil?"

"Yeah... I thank you for coming in on time" y/n looked at the doctor "we can't leave him just lying on the floor i think its better we bring him to his bedroom come on" y/n grabed him by the legs and jo grabed him by the shoulders together they brought him to his bedroom.

"Umm y/n?"

"Yes what is it jo?"

"Look" y/n turned around and looked at the doctor his bed it was full with blankets and pillows all made in a round shape on the king sized canopy bed

"What the?, where did he get all of this??? Oh never mind lets lay him down" they placed him on the bed "come one jo we got to leave" y/n locked the door and walked away, jo followed her

"What Are we going to do now?"

"To the library to find a book with tips or how we can stop the proces"

About 30 minuts of searching they still din't find what they were looking For "dear old girl would you mind helping us out?" Y/n looked at the celing she waited for a moment thill she heared something fall

"I got it" said jo "oh look it fell exactly on the page where we were looking For"

"Good now we got to make it i know that there is a medical lab in the TARDIS", The TARDIS had rearanged the rooms so that it was right infront of the library "thanks girl" y/n patted the wall "now lets see"

About an hour later the medication was done "so now we have to give it to him" walking out the door they went back to the doctor his bedroom "when will he wake up?"

"Soon we can't wait long"

"I got to keep him up right" y/n sat behind him

"Alright" jo gave the medications to the doctor "he wil wake up About 15 minuts from now"

"I'll stay here you can go on your way again thank you for helping jo"

"Of course y/n be carefull"

About 15 minuts later the doctor did indeed wake up

"Ugh what happend?"

"Well we had to knock you out because Well lets just say stuff was almost about to happen"

"Did i hurt you? Im sorry if i did"

"Its alright doctor but we could't let that happen not without consent or with force"

"I know im sorry y/n" the doctor hide his face in his head

"Its alright" she hugged him "But Look doctor I know you are infected and to be honest with you i have dreamed about becoming all yours but not like that i want to take it Nice and slow and do it savely and not jump in anything to quick" y/n trailed off looking to the side "i really love you doctor and i hope you love me as wel"

"I love you to and Y/n i swear that if you din't want this i would lock myself up And not come out thill this was over" he rubbed his thumb over her cheek. y/n looked at him with big eyes and she leaned in to kiss him, the doctor returned the kiss

"So do you want this?"

"God yes" y/n said breathless

He kissed her again then he started to undress her taking her dress off first when it was on the floor he looked at her "you look absolutly beautyfull" y/n blushed and looked away, the doctor took her chin and softly forced her to look at him y/n looked him deep in the eyes enchanted by their still yellow color. He undressed her tossing everything to the floor and then he undressed him self doing the same with his clothes.

"Are you still sure you want this?"

"As long as it is safe"

"Look in the Nightstand drawer" Y/n looked in there and grabed a condom she gave it to him "i would never do anything against your will y/n I swear".

"I know that doctor" she wraped her arms around his neck

the doctor put the condom on "if it hurts please let me know" y/n nodded.

The next morning y/n woke up entangeled in the sheets and cushions still completly naked "hmm what happend?" And then she remembered what happend the night before, grabbing the blanket she wraped it around her the doctor wasn't next to her anymore. A few minuts later the doctor walked in dressed in a black dressing gown he had a tray in his hands it was full with breakfast.

"Good morning my dear" he kissed her fourhead and placed the tray on her lap

"Good morning"

"Did you sleep wel? " he asked while he nusseld her

"Yeah i did" she started to eat

"Are you cold?"

"Now you say so Yeah a bit"

The doctor stood up And walked to his closet and pulled out a silver satin dressing gown with fur around the sleeves and the end of the tie. He than walked back to her and placed it on her shoulders "here this should do it"

"Thank you" after y/n was done with her breakfast she placed the tray on the night stand, she layed back down the doctor did so as wel he cuddled up to her she was about to fall back asleep when

"Prrrrrr prrrr"

"Uh doctor are you purring?"

"Oh sorry"

"No its alright don't worry" she smiled softly while running her fingers trough his hair.

They both fell asleep knowing that this would pass and that the doctor will be back to normal in a few weeks.

The end

I hope you enjoyed reading 😊

[gunrunnerhell]

Empowerment

Dana R. Mitchell, a 47-year-old minister at Destiny World Church outside of Atlanta, poses with a King James version of the minister's manual and a 9mm handgun. She's among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. Mitchell said she had been in a household with firearms. "I wasn't a stranger to them but I always had that fear." That changed after she was invited her to the range with some other women, she kept seeing news reports of violence and a friend had her purse stolen while pumping gas. "I woke up one day watching TV and I said, you have to get over this," she said. She's now more aware of her surroundings and is learning how to prepare herself in case she becomes a potential victim. "I don't want this sweet face to fool you." 

Alicia Kelley poses for a portrait in Decatur, Ga., while checking the chamber on her handgun. Kelley is a 36-year-old banker who lives in Buford, Ga. She's among the ranks of the nation's black women who own firearms. "I fell in love with shooting at the range," she says. When she and her husband bought a home, they decided to buy a firearm for protection. "As times have changed, it's good to have home protection," she said of violence and the tension in today's unpredictable political climate. "It's so unpredictable. People used to hide behind the computer but now they're coming out. You don't know who you're going to run into. Nowadays people are acting before they're thinking." 

Corelle Owens poses for a portrait in Decatur, Ga., while holding a Glock in 40 S&W. Owens is a 45-year-old resident of Mableton, Ga., and flight attendant. She's among the ranks of the nation's black women who are learning how to use a firearm, deciding to go to the range and learn how to shoot after her car, phone, tablet, and wallet were stolen in March. She's thinking of purchasing a revolver, considering it an ideal firearm for home protection. Thieves, she said, "they're armed too so what are you going to do if you don't have a gun?" She's intent on perfecting her skills and learning as much as she can on the safest ways to handle a firearm. "I work in a job where safety is paramount and I want to do it the right way." 

Daphne Jordan poses with her Walther PK380 handgun in Decatur, Ga. She's among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. Jordan, a 44-year-old clinical field specialist at a biotech firm, said she hadn't grown up around firearms. "It was somewhat viewed as taboo, as bad," she said. In high school, she joined the ROTC rifle team and was one of its best shooters. But once she graduated, she forgot about it and didn't pick it up again until years later. In 2015, she came home to discover she had been burglarized. "I just felt violated." She decided to learn how to shoot again and how to protect herself. But she didn't want to do it alone. So she became a certified firearms instructor and began teaching other women at the range. She enjoys the camaraderie and helping to empower other women. "It's not second nature, and that's something I'm changing," she said. 

Dr. Janella Thomas-Burse, a 53-year-old gynecologist, poses with her SCCY 9mm handgun. She's among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. She only recently purchased a firearm, deciding to get one for self-protection. "It just seemed like it was a no-no and so dangerous," she said of owning one. "I like it but I don't get that adrenaline rush like a lot of folks. I'm still working with the comfort level." 

Laura Manning poses with her Springfield Armory handgun in Decatur, Ga. Manning, a 50-year-old payroll specialist in Atlanta, is among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. An empty nester who is the mother of three children, she said she decided she needed to take responsibility for her own safety. "What's going to happen if something goes bump in the night? I need to protect myself," she said.

Lois Woods, an investigator with a career in law enforcement, poses for a portrait in Decatur, Ga., holding her Glock firearm. Woods is a firearms instructor and among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. She decided to become an instructor after going through the academy and encountering an instructor whose approach did more to instill fear than inspire her to be a good shooter. She now teaches at a range in metro Atlanta. It used to be rare to see a black woman at the range, she said. "When they come in and I'm walking out and they see my shirt, they look at me with amazement," Woods said. Self-protection is the overwhelming reason she hears most women cite for learning how to shoot. "The fear of being a victim outweighs everything else," Woods says. (AP Photo/Lisa Marie Pane) 

Markysha Clarke poses for a portrait in Decatur, Ga., with her Taurus PT111 handgun. Clarke, a 40-year-old marketing specialist for a bank. Clarke is among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. She started taking classes but each time, "the nervous jitters" would creep in. Then about a month ago, she decided to buy a firearm for protection. She worries about remaining safe should she ever be stopped by a police officer. "As a black person in America, this is a major problem," she said. "You hope and pray you're following all the rules and that officer stopping you is following all the rules and doesn't have an agenda." 

Stayce Robinson poses for a portrait in Decatur, Ga., with her AR-15. Robinson, 49, from Douglasville, Ga., is an entrepreneur and tax analyst for a software company. She also is among the ranks of the nation's black women who own a firearm. Robinson grew up around firearms because her grandparents were business owners and had them for protection. She got her first firearm at 18. "I've never been scared of guns. I respect their power," she said. "It actually got me dates." Her first gun was a .380 caliber pistol. She's also owned a revolver, a .38 caliber and a 9mm. Her gun collection kept getting bigger, she said. This past Christmas, her husband bought her an AR-15. "It's the best gift ever," she said. She worries about the violence in the world, from home invasions to politically-inspired violence. "If I'm placed in the position to have to use a gun, I won't hesitate."

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Tax office owner faces gun charge for self-defense shooting

Tax office owner faces gun charge for self-defense shooting

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LAWRENCE, Ind. –  The owner of a suburban Indianapolis tax preparation shop faces a weapons charge after fatally shooting a man with two guns.

Antonio Burse of Colbert/Ball Tax Service in Lawrence has been charged with unlawful possession of a firearm by a serious violent felon in connection with the self-defense shooting of 25-year-old Antonio Bertram of Indianapolis on March 6.

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