Hackney

"You're not going to like this much" Penelope says. "I'm in Hackney."

"Hackney!?" you say with a sudden start. How on earth did she end up there? You know the area all too well. It's the worst part of London anyone could ever wish to be stranded in, much less live in. You never thought you'd ever see that place again once you left it. But here you are, faced with going there once again to rescue your own step daughter, who should have known better than to end up there. But you're very close to Penelope. You might even love her like your own daughter. "Penelope, just tell me whereabouts to find you. I'll be there as soon as possible."

Penelope breaks down in tears. "Thank you Mommy! Do you know where Castle Close is? They're holding me naked at a place on Mabley Street. The number is one forty-four. Please hurry!"

"All right. That's not so bad. You just hang in there, and I'll be there as quick as I can. I'll see you soon."

Penelope hangs up. You get a deep foreboding about going back to your old stomping grounds, but you know you have ****. It bothers you that you have to go through some of the more unscrupulous parts of Hackney to get to Penelope, but maybe you'll be lucky, and people will leave you alone. George should have known better, perhaps, than to spoil Penelope with an American car like a Camaro in the first place, since it was bound to attract a lot more attention to her.

You look up at Sven with sad puppy eyes. "I'm sorry, Sven, but we'll have to do this some other time. I have to go get my daughter." With that said, you get dressed and head out the door for Hackney.