Harbison Street Complex
Las Vegas, NV
Austin Conrad
Austin splits his time between Riverside, CA and Las Vegas, NV.  When he’s in Vegas he stays at his “Shop & Loft”, which occupies one of the large bays in a metal industrial building at the Harbison Street Complex, which he owns.  Most of the building is occupied by Espinoza Auto Body, but Austin’s section is walled off and separated from the body shop.  Behind Austin’s shop and the Body shop, but still on his property, are a row of old storefronts along Harbison Street, home to several businesses including But Did You Thai? and El Vaquero Borracho.
Austin’s shop consists of a deep shop bay with a large roll-up door and a small walk-door, that open on to the common lot/yard shared with Espinoza Auto Body.  Inside the shop Austin keeps his collection of vehicles, muscle cars including the 1969 Mustang Mach 1, trucks and motorcycles.  At the back of the shop is work space with a hydraulic lift for working on his latest projects such as the counterfeit 1970 Mustang Boss 429.  Austin’s work benches, tool boxes and metal-working machinery sit in a nook underneath a mezzanine along the far back wall of the space.
A set of stairs leads up to the living space located on the mezzanine.  There’s a small landing and “porch” at the top of the stairs, and a door leading into the finished living area.  The living space itself is fully finished in residential appointments, including walls, flooring, climate control, electronics and other amenities.  A small but well-apointed kitchen sits at the center, with hardwood cabinets, granite surfaces and stainless steel appliances.  In front of the kitchen is a comfortable seating and entertainment area.  Through doors at the side are the single bedroom, bathroom and closets.
Austin is paranoid about security, so the entire complex is wired with closed-circuit cameras and other security systems, all wired into a central server, with video feeds routed to the large and small TV’s.  Austin has also built in an escape route, through a disguised cabinet door in the kitchen, which leads to a hidden stairway that descends to an old abandoned foyer between the storefronts on Harbison Street.
From the pages of Blood Out:

Gene and Austin climbed out of the truck and approached the walk door set between the two closed roll-ups. Gene noticed the closed circuit camera above the door, then looked around and spotted several more, placed discreetly around the rest of the property.

Austin entered a code into a keypad mounted next to the door, turned the knob and walked inside. Gene followed, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the dim lights within. Austin flicked a switch on the wall. Overhead vapor lights began buzzing to life, gradually illuminating the room.

“Well I’ll be dipped in dogshit,” Gene exclaimed. He had walked a few paces into the center of the space, and was turning in a slow circle. Austin waited a few minutes, allowing him to take in the view.

Vehicles lined both sides of the large shop space. There were cars and trucks parked at an angle along each wall, with motorcycles stuffed among and between them. Near the back of the shop was a neatly organized work space with a rusty old Mustang carcass sitting on a hydraulic lift. A long work bench, roll-away tool boxes, and an assortment of other tools and machines lined the back wall. At one side, a staircase climbed up to a closed-in mezzanine, where Austin’s living space was located.