Chapter 81 The Evil One
- Like a devil, his mere presence instilled terror in others. Such was the description that fitted John Stovall.
- “You!” He hung up after spitting out the word sinisterly.
- Just when a myriad of emotions was rushing through me, a message soon arrived from him. It read: Lucksville Lane 221, four o’clock. Letty, be there or be square.