Chapter93

#Chapter93

EXTRA III

Long time ago in a unknown town of the West, lived a sheriff. He had a short built with a face- nothing special.

But he was a cruel man who had a very sharp tongue! And he was hated by everyone in the town.

In the 'town' of Los Angeles where everyone was dying every moment, he was a free soul.

Perhaps too free.

His name was-

/"I'm Kate Roberts/" Kate said as he raised up his hat and looked at an old man selling mud cakes. He had red hair and a long white beard.

/"What do you want?/" He said coldly.

/"The way to the church. Today, I'm going to confess all my sins and leave sheriffhood/"

/"That's a good decision/"

/"Thanks/"

/"The church is right behind you/" He said and Kate turned back.

/"Fu*k! It wasn't there before! Old man-/" Kate turned back and the old man was gone.