Porsche slipped the full magazine into place then gave the glock a final check over. Thank god for whatever magic or powers that be or whatever it was called but attending the New Year's Eve party with Kinn had resulted in his preferred firearm being gifted to him. It was a damned sight better than the period pieces that'd been found before. Not that he would have complained if that had been all that was available.

All that was missing was a shoulder holster but that would be an easy thing to fix. There had to be leatherworkers around that could work something up for him. Till then, the back of the pants it was.

"Ready," he answered with his usual grin. "We'll be back in no time."