A soft yawn left you as your car sped down the streets at night. You noticed a pathetic looking woman was on the side of the street. You guessed that she seemed to be waiting for someone. You circled the block what felt like 100 times before finally coming up on the side of the road.

“A-Ah-“ She rubbed her eyes to remove the tears, “Can you please move your car? I’m waiting for Michael.”

The name sent shivers down your spine. He basically ran these streets…