“How ya doing their fella?” asked Sheriff Dorian Able while his deputies stood beside him as they clutched their weapons.
“I am Sheriff Able, a lot of good men died tonight, others cut and ran, but we stayed…somebody’s got to bring order…Where you coming.” And before the Sheriff finished his sentence Daniel cut him off and said.
“Save me the bullshit, I don’t give a flying f**k as a matter of fact Sheriff, I’ve been snorting cocaine and drinking alcohol while driving…you should arrest me.” Confessed Daniel.
“Is that right?” asked Sheriff Able as he clutched his weapon and stepped back. “What are them things on Yo face boy, you got a rash?” asked the leader of the order Sheriff Able.
“Oh this?” said Daniel as he pointed at his face. “That’s nothing… some type of infection that creeped i
