Gig: Sr. Ladrillo's Private Collection

Gig: Sr. Ladrillo's Private Collection is a gig in.

Walkthrough
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Journal Entry

 * Saint Augustine once wrote: When one has a healthy sense of smell, he will immediately recognize the stench of sin. Well, even anyone with a sinus infection in this city can smell the fuckfests over at Dicky Twister. This gay strip club is full of chicos with glazed, dead eyes who will do anything you desire for an extra eddie tucked into their thongs.
 * The stench coming from that place finally wafted into NCPD command. My little rats tell me they plan to kick down the door any day now. That's bad news. The owner of Dicky Twister, a pimp called Sr. Ladrillo, is no gonk - and a fanatic for recordkeeping. He has a computer full of data thanks to spying tech in his VIP rooms. We're talking politicians, suits, crime bosses, celebrities (maybe even the cops themselves)... If the boys in blue get their hands on these recordings, Ladrillo's geniusly [sic] built house of cards collapses, leaving the whole district in chaos. And chaos isn't in our best interest at the moment.
 * Klep those recordings at the Dicky Twister before the cops do. Thankfully, the Lord has blessed us - Ladrillo is currently out of town. But better to make haste, for ignoring divine assistance is a sin in its own right.

Objectives

 * Go to Dicky Twister.
 * Get to Sr. Ladrillo's office.
 * Steal the compromising material from within Dicky Twister.
 * Get out of Dicky Twister.