Chapter 497: Old Rowe Mentally Sick

The hall was quiet in the dimness of the early morning. There were only a few votive candles in the corner, and the light was feeble.

Granny Rowe opened her eyes wide, only to see the shadow of a man cast by the candle upon the wall. The shadow flickered in the quietness.

It didn't look like the priest in this church but like a man in a suit. However, there should be no other guests...

Suddenly, the figure reminded her of a man.

Granny Rowe was so badly frightened that she dared not move.

That was impossible! The man was dead! Did God know what she had done and sent the man back to punish her?

Cold sweat started out on her backbone. She stood straight, rushing to the door, but found it unable to pull it open.

The door had been locked.

A deadly fear swept over her, and she began to cry. "Somebody! Open the door!"

Just then, a sudden gust of wind from the open window puffed the candles out. The hall became darker.