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CHAPTER IX

♧THE SHERIFF AND THE STORM OF TEAR DROPS♧

"Weather's situation is quite sad tonight, everyone. In between 7pm until dawn, showers of heavy rains and hard winds are expected to drop off in..."

"Sheriff, you got a phone call."

The man sitting on a monoblock chair take a look at an officer, as he wore his neat uniform whilst holding his round belly. Turning the old TV off, he motioned his hand to get the phone to him and answer it.

"Sheriff Tucker Crueson." He greeted and lean his back at his chair that almost breaks because of his weight. "Any complaints or report?"

"Sheriff! Oh thank goodness. I want to make a report. This is Amy Hamilton and yes, someone just broke into our barn last night or so, I really don't know and stole some of our stuffs." She reported and the Sheriff caught her attention.

The phonecall didn't take too long, but all his attention drawn

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