CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Alexa had been to the southeast side before, and it always affected her with a powerful mixture of sadness and fear. Sadness for the many decent people forced by circumstances to live in such squalor, and fear for the human wolves who preyed on their despair and desperation.
As she drove along the grim streets, litter scattered on the sidewalks as a mute testament to the fact that the city authorities overlooked this part of town and even the garbage collectors feared coming here, she realized she had something new to worry about. Her Jeep stuck out like a sore thumb. While it wasn’t the latest model and had more than a few scrapes and dings from frequent off-roading, it was way better than anything else she saw on the road. People were going to notice her, and on the sou
