CHAPTER 1
Time doesn’t stand still, it keeps rolling on by, the people in the this town are either zombies or back stabbers, or mindless souls that surprises me that has lived this far. We live in the age of liars, cheats, and stealers. I’m no choir boy myself, but I take action on these streets, the murderers taste there blood, and they think they get away with it, getting away with the lives they disregard like soggy tissues.
The murders, the rapist, the tortures are truly the scum of our society.
You may call me John Thompson, I fight crime, I see crime... I am the law.
Its 3 am, and I