"Wow, old lady, you sure know a lot. Our Arthur is a remarkable man, a son of the sun, so awesome!"
Ella Lacey was happy, but she realized that she was being a bit impolite.
The woman was still clarifying things for her.
Calling her 'old lady' all the time...
But then.
The next second, she didn't regret it anymore.
Because Martha Leigh suddenly filled with fighting spirit, rose from the desert, tossing a handful of sand with her left hand to blind her opponents, and with her right hand, she brandished a needle flashing with poisonous light!
However.
There was someone faster.
It was Ruben Finnegan's gun.
He shot Martha Leigh precisely at the back of her head, the bullet piercing right through, exiting between her eyebrows, spraying a terrifying stream of brain matter and blood, falling onto the sandy beach in front of her...
Immediately after.
She lost her balance, her hair disheveled, falling into the sand pit.
