He makes a few calls, and finds some things out.

The shower curtain opens several minutes later and you turn around smiling, cock raging at attention as you stroke it softly in anticipation of fucking someone finally. Sadly as you see the expression on his face, and the 10mm pistol in his hand, you know it isn’t going to happen. “What are you doing?” You ask trying to sound innocent and afraid.

“Can the shit, I know you are just hiding here. I called some of my friends to find out who to thank and they told me about the girl in the area that stole this.” He holds up the prototype and continues, “Apparently some independent operator they hired has a serious hard on for you and is sending out a bounty on some elf guy named Lynx.” Then to your surprise he lowers the gun and holds out the prototype to you.

You click off the shower and take the device and ask, “Thanks. But why?”

He smiles and looks you over before finally tossing you a towel and answering, “They are looking for a man, and clearly you aren’t him. So for all I know you are just an amazing fuck. That said, you had better get the fuck out of here quick. My friends surely have figured out you are here and if they aren’t on the way, the crazy dude named Sebastian is.”

You step out and dry yourself off quickly as you head out of the bathroom and go for your clothes. “Where?” Is all you get out before he answers.

“I destroyed your clothes already. I also noticed you planned on stealing my old gun.”

You turn to him and smile, “I was just going to borrow it.”

“Go ahead and take it, call it payment for the fuck.” He then opens the bottom drawer of his dresser, “Here, these were my old girlfriends stuff, it is a bit small but I am sure you can use something.” You quickly pick through the few articles of clothes before finding a skimpy red thong and matching bra. Pulling them on the thong is very tight but stretches enough to let you use it, but the bra isn’t big enough, so you toss it. All the dresses are similarly too small, but you do find a pair of deep red leather pants that stop just below the knees that are slit up the sides their entire length and laced shut, so you are able to let them out a bit and are then able to pull on. You never find a top to use but you do pull on a black leather sleeveless vest that zips up the front, it is short enough that it falls only to just above your navel, and you opt to only zip it enough to keep your nipples covered, as it makes you look hot as hell. The only shoes you are able to use are a pair of black platform mules with 5” stiletto heels. “Damn, I wish I could just fuck you all day. Fuck, just get the hell out of here.”

You slip the gun, bullets, and the prototype into a little black satchel like bag you spot by his desk, before walking back up to him and leaning in for a good bye kiss, “Thanks for the help. I hate to ask, but do you have a car I can take?”

“Fuck, you are going to get me killed. Ok, fine take it but you are going to have to hit me so it looks like you stole it, and get rid of it quick it has a tracking device in it.”

You think over his idea as you head for the door quickly. You know if you just hit him there is no way they will believe his story. You draw the gun, “Sorry, you had better call an ambulance and tell them you have been shot.”

“What!! No, don’t!! Oh fuck you are probably right.” He picks up the phone and clicks in the hospital. As it is ringing you take aim and shoot him in the chest high enough to avoid any vitals. As the bullet rips a hole out of his back he falls to the ground screaming, “Oh fuck, I have been shot.” You listen in for a second and check him to be sure he will live, before you head out.

It doesn’t take long to get to where you hid your car last night, but sadly it isn’t there, apparently it has either been stolen or found by the people looking for you. Knowing you can’t just take his car to the drop, you ditch it at the first bar you see and simply swap it for a motorcycle. You ride the bike out of the combat zone and get close to the drop site. Just to be sure you park the bike behind a shitty looking old car and swap once again outside of a huge shopping center. With a brief look around to be sure you are not being watched you slip into the car and head for the drop. When you arrive at the huge public gym in the nice area of downtown, you do as instructed and drop the device in the pre-determined locker. Then, just as expected, you find your money as well as another job is inside. You pop in the file to see what kind of job is next, not sure if any of your contacts will even believe you are Lynx, or even if you want anyone to know what happened to you, or if you would be better off coming up with a new identity. The file wants you to go to a club called “The Pit.” The center of which is an **** fighting arena surrounded by an area full of street vendors, performers, and all sorts of freaks and thugs deep in the combat zone and talk to the man in charge named The Wizard of Odds. It seems he is looking for someone to find and apprehend a thief alive and will pay $100,000 for a specialist.