A Harley Davidson-riding
ex-preacher joins forces with a local
American Indian and a pretty bartender to fight an evil force taking
the Shadow of Sin...
One thing hadn’t changed. The church benches were still as
cold as a tombstone in the dead of winter. Kirk shifted, attempting to
get comfortable, but without much luck.
When he looked up at Reverend Thackery, his breath caught in
his throat. Is this the same man? It couldn’t be. The man who stood
behind the pulpit looked as if he’d shrunk a few inches in height and
grown them on his upper back. Stooped and broken came to mind. His hair
was no longer white, but more the color of snow after it had lain
around on the ground for a few days. A voice that used to resonate off
the stainless glass windows now cracked with age. Holy words barely
pushed through hollow cheeks and thin lips.
None of the occupants shouted in jubilation. Not one amen to
among the whole bunch. No peace here either.
Together, with a Native American looking for a
fountain of water blessed by an unknown prophet, Kirk and Lenora seek
to take the town back from the devil and restore sanity to the
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