Once Upon a Time in Liberty

[ugliestmoose]

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From the street, a nondescript and burned-out neon sign gave the only indication that the building next to it was occupied. Down a short flight of stairs you would come to a thick door adorned with leather and sealed with multiple steel locks; a security guard would eye you through the peephole and if you looked familiar or willing to bribe your way in - the locks came undone and youd make your way into a world totally apart from the slums outside.

The Alhambra was a club and a bar and also served as a place of business for societys seedier elements. Though it was situated on the outskirts of the Commerce District a squalid industrial dump home to some of LAs most destitute it was frequented by people of influence, who preferred to conduct their dealings away from the omniscient surveillance systems that constantly monitored most of the planets habitable areas. The Commerce District was deemed too inconsequential, and too dangerous, for the authorities to intrude upon.

Scott Sandison stood at the door and gave it a rap. The peephole slid open, a suspicious eye scanned him up and down the door was unlocked. Even if Scott had not been a regular here, his brothers reputation would have ensured that Scott was always welcome at the Alhambra. Scott stepped inside.