It’s a hot Friday night when three guys walk into the Spice House, a small strip club on the edge of the glittering downtown of Reno, Nevada.
In the dimly lit room, flashing lights beckon the next dancer to take her turn on the pole. The three guys choose a table near the stage. A group of strippers approach, sliding seductively into their laps.
“What brings you guys out tonight?” one stripper asks.
“Oh, just looking to get out,” one of the guys answers. They just got off work from a local sporting goods store, he adds, and want to cheer up their buddy, who recently broke up with his girlfriend.
The Wild Orchid Gentlemen’s Club in Reno, Nevada, has become a battleground in the city’s drive to remake its economy by luring high-tech companies to town.
But that story is a total lie. These aren’t local guys looking to party. They are undercover cops, sent in as part of…
