Daughter of Frankenstein s Revenge
Her BMW crept along the side street; this was a worse neighborhood than she thought it would be. She looked down at the address once again 445 Dexter St. and on a hunch pulled into the alleyway. The green rusty door near the dumpster was the address. Rachel looked around; it was just after noon and a bright sunny day. She never would have driven here in the evening that was for sure. Rachel was here to pick a Miss Nora Peralta a homeless woman who was injured when an old condemned building...