Looking up at the neon sign out the front, grimacing, I thought about if I should even go inside. It already smelled terrible, it looked terrible. I looked down at my phone to double check the address I had been given, I was in the right place.
I was.
It didn’t take long for my people to find the club I needed to get into, turns out it was underneath a strip club. The strip club up top had a stupid name, Angel’s Delight, but here I was, ready to go inside and make idle chit chat with people in order to get where I needed to go.
My phone chimed.
Max:
C’mon man just go inside.
Max was watching me from through the security cameras it seemed, I nodded, knowing he could see. I made my way inside. The miasma of cigarettes and alcohol was making me want to gag.
The whole place was about a
