"What do you mean you're not Mackenzie?" Cat woman asked me with a look that stated she wasn't in for a prank.
I went ahead to explain my ordeal to her and how it all got mixed up from me being mistaken for Mackenzie when I had actually come to seek pardon for her.
Cat woman kept on nodding as I talked and her countenance would change from the look of surprise to a knowing look. When I finished, I was expecting her to yell out and scold me for wasting her time but she patted my shoulders and looked me in the eyes " From my years of experience, I have seen and known enough to affirm that there
is nothing like con-incidences. The universe is playing a game and we are all its player characters. Everything it does, every circumstances, each and every scenario going down to the drastic meeting of two persons to the horror of a person dying
