Keeping a calm front, Jacob walked into an alley with lesser passersby and dimmer lighting. Inside, beauty parlors lined both sides of the passageway, their pink neon lights radiating an alluring glow. At that moment, scantily dressed women stood at the entrance of each parlor, drumming up customers.
"Come in and have some fun, mister," one of them called out, beckoning him over.
"Come here, mister. My girls here are young," another woman from the beauty parlor next door shouted.
The majority of men who came by the area were johns. Thinking that Jacob was one of them, those women began shouting fervently for his attention once they saw him turn into the alley.
Jacob felt a little awkward as he had not gone into the alley for pleasure. He merely chose it, thinking it had fewer people and dimmer lighting, which would give him a chance to find out the person following him.