Memories, the first of many

Horror stories, I got lots. To keep my reader reading I have to go back a year or two to give you people some truth, a nasty event that I witnessed while just learning the city. Here you go.
It was a snow storm, in 2006, the snow was incredible that year. I was driving up 127th street with a fare, a couple of boys and a girl. They were having fun on the way to their house I remember, I was already a kick ass navigator, we were in the North side 160th ave. We passed a bar named Richards Pub, the snow was falling hard, a Friday night snow storm. So on the way to the fares house I saw a girl frantically flagging me down, but since I was delivering a group of young drunks home I could not stop for the lost looking lady. Luckily the fare was almost home, a block away from the girl, I remember being overjoyed. "I'm gonna get that crazy looking chick" I shouted to my fare as they left my taxi to enter the comfort of their own home. I remember rushing back so if another taxi was in the area they would miss her. I made it. The chick was still standing in the snow by the side of the road flagging me down frantically. I stopped to let her in, as she got in I saw her cloths were riped and she was crying hard. "Are you alright" I asked immediately , " I was just raped" she told me, I was new but I believed her, the tattered cloths were a good hint. She was upset. I told her that we were going to the closest Police station, She said "NO". I was like "Why not, some predator is out there in this snow storm, the fucker should get caught". In hind sight I should have recommended the Hospital, less emotionally intrusive and better for the physical evidence. Either way she did not want to go. It weirded me out. She said "this has never happened to me, please just take me home". I said "come on, this guy will do it again if you don't do anything, I'll take you to get help anywhere for free, lets just get this guy". Her answer "No, just take me home". I drove her home, it was all that I could do. I was scared for her, and I did not understand why she made such a dumb choice. I did what she asked, I took her home for free. She lived close to Richards Pub.
After she made it inside her apartment, I was on the prowl . I drove back to the Bar looking for a suspect. I remember seeing some dude in heavy winter cloths walking, I rolled down my window and asked him "have you seen anything suspicious around here" the dude said "no". Then I yelled "I just drove a girl that got raped home, do you know anything" the dude said "no" and ran away into a field full of snow, he disappeared into the storm in a matter of moments. I drove up to the pub to look for the bastard. Some older women came to my car, they needed a ride. I told them to get in. Once I knew where I was going I told the drunk old twats what had just happened. They flipped out on me "it was you" they said "you're the rapist". I told them "she got in my cab just like you ladies, I had nothing to do with what happened to her". They were drunk, one of them understood what I was trying to warn them about, but one of them kept accusing me of the crime. She asked for my Id witch I showed her, she said "I'm gonna call the cops on your ass" then she phoned someone. That someone was not the cops, it was a group of big black dudes, She told them that I was trying to kidnap her and her friend. They came to back her up. Her friend tried to talk sense into the bitchy lady, but no matter what she said the women kept accusing me of raping a girl. The big black guys made sure she made it home safe. I was scared shitless, no one touched me, that girl got raped and no one really cared. That's life I learned, no way around anything. First you can't help then you get blamed, fuck what a world.