Sabrina hated to be outside the black, let along anywhere close to one of the other zones. Still, one thing that time didn't change was rich, old white men. They all had their tastes, and a specific order had been put in for Sabrina that night. Most nights, she worked at the warehouse, but more and more, she found herself in VIP rooms and working one-on-one with private clients.
Just as she saw the pimp from the past leave the area, the police cruise rolled up with Digger walking out of it. She let out a sigh of relief, knowing that there was no chance that she would be dealing with any sort of conflict. "Hey..." She started as she walked up to the officer. "Sorry about the random text. I don't exactly trust this area."