A Number of Wrong Turns

Being given the task of investigating Nevada's bordello's should be the dream job of any young man.
But Faré isn't an ordinary young man and this particular brothel has more than lace behind the curtains.
The clientele isn't human, but then, neither is his girlfriend, employer or closest friend; he's not a bigot.
The problem is that the bordello is being operated by the Andskoti, a group of aliens who don't have the best of intentions for the human race. They're also strong, smart and the fact that they look human makes catching them a whole lot harder.
That's a lot to land in the hands of an 18 year old. Fortunately, he's only expected to find them; once he has, Linith, Rheda and Ayjer can come in and clean house.
But there is a snag in the plan.
Faré has the worst kind of luck.

(This was a semi-challenge on my part, to see if I could write a short story. I set myself a target of 7000 words and... failed miserably. Nonetheless, it's a fun tale and the kind of lighthearted style I've been trying to get back into for a while. I hope you enjoy)