The Bronx Shadow ...It was dark and cold that night! I just stepped out for some smokes, and this broad came out from nowhere? She approched me like a Tigris sizing up a small meal, her long felion legs slowly moved through the streets like knife through hot butter, smooth! She pressed her soft thigh into mine, caressing my arm with her black silken paw. I was ready to lay my cards down in defeat, and clear the chips from the table! And then, she feel into me like a corps thrown down a flight of stairs, "Your Saxx right," that's right I said! Mortimer Saxx. She told me her story, the story I have heard a thousand times before, but my Interest was sparked by the "kidnapped sister part!" Her name was Kate, asmall country girl out to see her big sister, only to be snatched up by the filth of these streets and forced to work it. It was my duty, a Detective for 42nd Precinct in the Bronx. Please help she cried, "they say your the "shadow" the keeper of the streets, please... Alright! I stould on the corner thinking, planniing my next move. Lady I will find your sister but first I have to finish something Important first. "What?" She cried! The game, "I exclaimed!" 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, "Ready or not here I come!...