Hunting In A Club (Part 1)

"Aren't you afraid that people might recognize you?" Mason asked as he walked alongside Daxon in a crowded urban street.

Compared to the streets in the city where towering buildings and expensive shops and restaurants lined the streets adorned with plants and other stuff that indicate that the streets are for the rich people, the street where they were walking is lined with cheap stores, restaurants, bars, and clubs.

Instead of plants, the streets were adorned with sleeping vagrants, children dressed with oversized rags asking for money or a piece of bread, and women who were barely dressed calling men who passed by in front of them with sweet names and offering them their services.

It was a place where not a day would pass that a crime would not be reported. Either robbery, assault, street fights, hit and run, or homicide.

In short, it was a place where most of the cops were kept busy.