Julie hunged up the phone in relief. It had taken her nearly an hour to find a working phone booth.

I am a lucky girl. A damn lucky girl. Running around the city in the middle of the night. I could've been mugged again or killed. Bentley was more than happy to hear from me. He'll let me have his couch for a bit. Thank god. Without my money I can't ( Read more... )

Julie awoke groggy and cold.

Ouch...where am I? What happened?

Julie struggled to piece together what happened as she pulled herself up from the Gotham street she had landed on.

The attacker. I tried to spray him and...

That was the last thing Julie could remember. She reached for her purse to call the police only to realize it wasn't there.

Drat! He ( Read more... )

Julie Madison stepped off the boat. She could've traveled back to Gotham City by plane. It would've been faster.

The same smelling Gotham air, Julie thought. Home sweat home.

No. Julie had taken the boat so she would have more time to think.

She stepped off the boat and was surprised nobody was there to photograph her. Once upon a time she couldn't ( Read more... )