The brothel, after a call for help.

Figuring none of the options will be of any help if you are armed and not wanting to loose the cargo you opt to call for help. You activate your internal phone and dial the number of the man who’s entry is noted as your fixer. “Max it is Celeste, I need a ride out of the combat zone.”

“Celeste, you fucking slut, how the hell are you. You know I would be happy to give that fine ass of yours a ride any time.” You hear a gravely voice answer.

“Lovely.” You answer suddenly wondering why you picked a female body again, “Come on I am serious. I had to use my emergency escape to bail from the building, now I am stuck in the combat zone and my car is parked 3 miles in the wrong direction with hostiles on the way. Now get off your fat ass and get me out of here.”

“Whoa there, not so fast. It is all over the net that genetech is sending some heavy guns into what I assume is your location. You fucked the wrong dude this time, there is no way I am risking any of my people till morning, sorry you are going to have to get your pretty ass out of this one by yourself. Why don’t you just use your talents to get someone to hide you till then. If you can’t you had better get your ass in gear, a world of hurt is on your way. You pissed off some major players, I hope the pay is worth it.”

A quick flash from your computer informs you that the pay is $100,000 on receipt. “I’ll let you know if it is if I survive. Fine, thanks for the warning at least, kisses.” You disconnect and easily decide the only real option considering how hot you are is the brothel. You quickly look the place up on the net and see it is run by a ruthless thieving cunt that simply calls herself the Madam. From what you can tell by the rumors, she would sell her soul for a profit, and keeps her workers tagged with locators like slaves. “Fuck me, that is just as bad.” Sadly a glance at the rough looking bikers at the food shack tells you that the only thing you will get there is a good fucking and little else. “Fuck, fuck.” You curse the night air, realizing you are wasting time. Finally it hits you, the best idea is to use her reputation against her and sneak into the brothel with the assumption that her ego would stop her from letting the guards search her place.

Slipping up to the back of the building you sneak up to the back door and peer in, only to see a guard watching the back door just inside. Knowing if you were to nock him out it would reveal your presence you weigh your choices half expecting the familiar blue words to appear.

You could go in the front and try to convince or bribe the Madam to help you?
Or possibly the guard in back could be bribed to let you in?
Or you could always climb the wall and see if you can get in a window?
If not, there is always the option to go somewhere else?