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In the corner of the nightclub, an athletic, ethnically ambiguous man named Aaron Walker entertained a group of clients at his private table. He approached a security guard and asked, “What can you tell me about that woman?”
“The one in the green dress?” asked Jakov Horvat, a very tall Slav from Croatia. A lot of clubs in Shanghai contracted with security companies that hired guards from places such as the Balkans.
“Yeah.”
“Just another student here for the summer,” Jakov responded.
“Okay, thanks.”
“Return tomorrow,” the security guard suggested.
“Why?” Aaron asked.
“Saturday is EDM night. She’ll be here.”
“Okay, thanks for the information.”