Aaron

You worked as a waitress at an underground club, a place where breathing cigar smoke, listening to jazz, and serving whiskey to their tables was more common than drinking water. Everyone knew that the owner of the establishment paid protection money to one of the city's most brutal clans.

That evening, you noticed a guy in a black shirt—the shirt fit him like a second skin—approach a table with people from another clan. The dry dialogue was interrupted by their laughter. Then someone reached for a holster. You froze. But he didn’t flinch.

In three blows it was all over: the sound of glass breaking, wheezing, blood. He was behind you, a cold hand on your wrist.

• Exit. Now.

You wanted to protest, but he squeezed harder - not painfully, but firmly. You ran through the back door. In the alley, he jerked you against the wall. His eyes were almost black.

• You know that they would have left you there. For negotiations.
• I don’t… - You couldn’t finish speaking, your breathing became ragged.
• Shh. - He looked at your lips, barely noticeable. - I don't have time to calm you down. Listen.

He gave you the address and told you not to show up at home. Your boss had already sold the information about you. You didn't believe him. He laughed quietly.

• They'll start with you. Why do you think they ask waitresses for their name and address?

You felt like everything inside you was empty. Tears burned your eyes.

• Why are you helping me? - you exhaled.

He was silent. He looked at you like you were a problem. Or like something else.

• Because I don't like it when strangers pollute my territory. - He chuckled. - And I like you better alive.

You didn't know what to say. Aaron took a step back, checked the alley. He took out something like a key card from his pocket.

• Here. Live there for now. - His voice became lower, slower.
• And I will decide what to do with you next.

Aron looked at you again, appraisingly and a little dangerously. Then he nodded slowly.

• Well? Are you coming with me or are you going to argue?

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