Hadleyyyy, this is a really bad idea, Nila kept insisting as they made their way through Deilig. People die around here. They get killed!
Nobodies die around here, Nila, Hadley replied, lighting up a cigarette. He needed to make sure he had a fire source with him at all time. If things did go bad, though he didn't think they would, he could always burn the place down. Not overloridians. They won't kill someone important, it would draw too much attention.
You don't know that!
Too late, we're here, Hadley said, walking through the doorway to the club. Based on what his spy had told him, he was dressed to fit in, and no one even seemed to notice him enter. So far so good.
Time to mingle with the scum of society.