Thomas was driving the car to a building downtown where his boss had summoned him. He stopped a few meters away from the five storey residence, hiding the car in an alley. As per his boss' instructions, he wore a loose t-shirt and dark pants.
The neighborhood he had stepped into was a low level red light district. Buildings of various sizes were clustered together with barely enough space in between. There were long telephone poles with wire dangerously dangling and the roads smelled like piss and sewage. Since it was daytime, the neighborhood was quieter except for a few people on the roads who were trying to haggle with the sex workers or their managers. Some of the women were standing on balconies, occasionally trying to entice a passerby.
