Black, Mid 40s.
Bona Fide Voodoo Shaman. Freshly
in charge of the material, emotional and spiritual health of his commune,
now that his father's decided to pass away.
He must zombify Jean Baptiste, a neighborhood kid who nows supervises one
of the many Cocaine labs growing all over the countryside.
And Jean-Baptiste is protected by a Iscariote, a nasty right hand sorcerer who serves a Reptilian.
As if
having to love an homesick White
American wife wasn't enough. Marika wants to go home NOW and she wants to take Benedict back with her.
As if
having to fight an hurricane from passing through Cuba wasn't enough.
Now this
honky's trying to steal the heart of his high priestess. His lover. Don't
piss the shaman off.
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