Changing room.

Max quickly shut the door behind her, thankful to finally be out of the reach of the many men who grabbed and groped at her as she walked through the club. She sighed as she realized she was in the dancers changing room. Away from the leering eyes of the club cliental she could finally figure out a way to get into Nathan Richards office and steal the information that would put him away for good.

Max regrettably pulled her leather pants and jacket off, leaving her standing in her bra and panties causing her to blend in perfectly with the other two dozen half naked women that crowded the changing room, and where scattered around the club.

No time to feel self conscious Max told herself as she sneaked out of the changing room through one of the back doors. Quickly she made her way through the hallway that linked the private rooms to the main club. Silently praying that Richards office would be empty and unguarded.