Fagins's Alley

Den of thieves

Shoot , she muttered, dead end.

Sure is creepy enough here, but that man at the service station had said that cutting through this east end alley would be the quickest way on foot….

It was a good thing that he noticed my engine leaking some fluid when I pulled up for gas..

He had offered to fix it for free while I was at the show…

Such a nice young man, even though I did not care much about all his tattoos….

Well I do not want to be late, should probably cut down this alleyway here.

Looks like people milling about, so it should be safe enough innit?

Safety in numbers, that’s what me Grams’ always sayin..

 

 

Perhaps one of em could show me the way? She thought cheerfully to erself as she turned and swished her way down the dimly lit alleyway with its shadowy figures inhabitants…

A few Minutes later.

 

She finally made it through, just around the corner they had said.

 

What a friendly lot, not atoll as scary as they had first looked. Hugs, admiration of her dress, excited to see her. She never usually received that much attention, not even at the pub, Poet and Peasant, were she would be heading later, after the show….

She looked back, they all seemed to have scurried off on their own business..

She had invited them to meet up later, she hoped they wo’od come.

 

With these thoughts meandering about, she turned the corner and swished off towards the city lights ahead…..

 

Done