Many years ago, I was working on an elevator at an old folks home near the number five orange (strip bar in the downtown eastside). When I came out to my car, a kid about 13 years old was laying against my tire and heating up a spoon with a lighter. I've seen some crazy shit down there.
Missing. Let's hope she's in hiding from the law after finally getting revenge against the people that kidnapped her dog for ransom, accidentally killed it and framed her as a dope fiend that sold her boyfriend's dog for drugs.