#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...