"You'll need to buy one. There are plenty of black markets in this city. I'll give you the address of one—go there, tell them you came from me, and tell them what you want." The receptionist smiled again, pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, and began writing down some details and the address.
"When you get there, give this paper to the man inside. But let me warn you—be careful. Make sure you enter one of the private rooms, and don't show off your wealth in front of others."
"Thank you." Daniel took the paper and thanked him. He was about to turn and leave, but the receptionist stopped him.
"There are a few things you should know. The invitation only works for a few hours, after that they'll realize it's fake, and the guards will come for you. If you don't leave before then, you'll be arrested—and you might even be executed."
"As for that man who's your target, don't even think about assassinating him. I know you've got other plans, but I wanted to warn you."
