READ IT PLAYED...
CASH 'N GUNS
Join us as we recount how games actually feel when they’re being played
Words by Chris Lowry
THE FATEFUL FINISH OF A FAMILY FIELDING FAKE FIREARMS
A single drop of perspiration rolled down my cheek.
In retrospect, the Lowry family’s relentless descent into crime probably began when we first played Burgle Bros. That tight puzzle of security guards and safe-cracking gave us a taste for the darker side of the law.
A taste that led me here. Facing down the blank barrel of a polystyrene gun, pointed in my direction by a nine year old girl. A girl with the ruthless eyes of someone simply itching to pull the trigger.