everything had gone to shit, and now beaver hollow was the gangs place of residence for the foreseeable future. it had all turned pear-shaped, so mollys disappearance didn't turn many heads..

except you. she clung to your arm, her makeup smeared with tear stains that seemed to never end.

she was drunk and stumbling, in an absolute state. but you could tell she was grateful that you found her.

"those bastards didn't even realise i was gone! i know they didn't!"