Bootlegger of the roaring 20's

~Chicago 1926~
The Street lights dimmed as i walked down the alleyway to my little apartment. Little apartment 56 on Drexel Ave, the neighborhood that surrounded it was...not safe at all. There were murders every night usually around 2:35am. It terrified me, the rate of violence had risen by 14% and nowhere was it safe for a lady like me to be walking around. Quicking my pace, i didn't look behind me