[SRuiz]

Trevor hopped out the car, walking inside the building as the car clicked with an alarm cuing it to lock. Inside, the male found several forms of weapons in cases.

"Talk about some kind of guerrilla warfare" he stared at the rocket launchers. The place definitely had Brad's name written all over it. He was the only maniac he knew that probably would take hunting to a new defined level. He noticed an elderly man standing by the smaller weapons. Glancing around for a few, he noted no one else was in the room and that the man was not looking around. He had to be the owner or he at least worked there.

"You're coming to ask about that bullet aren'cha?" Trevor stopped, realizing he had the casing in his hand. He must have been dead set on trying to figure out the the casing -the bullet as well- was made out of exactly. He handed it to the man as he examined it quickly. "This has Bradley's name written all over it. The family for that matter. The casing and bullet for the winter season is customized in silver along with other things" he stared at them for a few. "Who are you exactly?"

"Oh, we're his nephews" of course Leo was, but the man did not need to know that. He smiled for a few.

"I take it they're taking you all out on the training then. Well I can't say much other than that it was designed for hunting."

"Well thanks either way" he nodded for a few. He had been more helpful than the other shops had been. His thoughts were now wondering why would they make something out of silver. If it was only for a season, then they must be out for something in particular.