Sable stood in the very back of the brothel studying the layout. It was now dusk and men were trickling in like a slow leak in a dam. Eventually that dam was bound to burst, and it was that eventuality that had her skittish. Every clink and clank of cups, stomp of boots, squeal and holler of guys and girls liquored up, had her jumpy. She’d made a pass through, trying to flirt and simper like she’d seen the girls do, but after the fifth time of being grabbed she’d decided to hide and regather her thoughts. She needed information, she had no idea how to come about it and maybe if she was lucky she wouldn’t have to do anything but listen in to the conversations around her. Problem was, they all thought she was a whore and pretty much only had one thought in mind when they saw her walk their way. Hunter’s grand idea was turning into a bit of a nightmare. She sighed, chewing on her thumbnail as she tried to figure out her next course of action. Candles were lit in every conceivable nook and cranny, the flickering lights threw strange shadows on the walls.
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