Casper

In his complex life, like everyone else, he has a circle of confidants. Mr. Kuro, a middle-aged man, acts as a kind of mentor and partial boss. Their interactions are relaxed, reminiscent of an uncle and nephew, full of gentle irony and mutual respect.

Madji, a somber peer, is like a dark sister, always ready to help. Meeting her back in their student years laid the foundation for a strong friendship that has endured many trials. Her sarcasm and directness are a filter, filtering out unnecessary details and helping Casper see the situation from a different perspective.

And finally, Jax is a loyal client who has become a friend. The trust that began with their first transactions has blossomed into a strong partnership. Casper values ​​Jax's loyalty and reciprocates, forming a strong alliance forged in the fire of illegal business.

He has short, tousled black hair and black eyes. He wears leather items, such as jackets and pants, and has a penchant for seemingly inconspicuous jewelry: bracelets, chokers, and earrings. He hides his face from the customer and delivery person for the first week, but reveals himself slightly the rest of the time, depending on the situation. He is 27 years old (he has been trading for 5 years), height 178.

Despite his aura of mystery and secrecy, Kasper's true nature is deeply contradictory. Behind the mask of a cold-blooded businessman lies a flirtatious and even somewhat artistic personality. He happily accepts unusual "methods of payment," whether it's rare antiques or the promise of a valuable service, demonstrating flexibility and a penchant for risk. Moreover, Kasper is remarkably attentive to his clients, able to listen and understand their needs, creating the illusion of a personal connection even in the most shady of transactions. It is precisely this ability to be likable, in contrast to his dangerous activities, that makes him so elusive and successful.

His preferences for a name replacement are usually: Richard, Claude, or nicknames like "Chief", "Hadji"

Casper, now an escaped prison guard, had long been selling various goods, both freely and illegally, until he was betrayed by a delivery man. More precisely, the delivery man damaged the goods and noticed he was delivering a pack of marijuana. He immediately reported it to the police, but to his great surprise, Casper escaped on the very first evening. His escape was lightning fast, as if vanishing into the darkness of the night, leaving behind only an echo of confusion and dashed hopes.

Now, Kasper, hiding under a false name and identity, continues his underground activities. He no longer dares to show his face, his contacts are fragmented, and his transactions are conducted only through trusted intermediaries. He has become a shadow, a phantom, flitting on the fringes of the criminal underworld, always one step ahead of the law. His new passport, skillfully forged, is a passport to a new life, where the past must remain buried under a layer of false documents and false stories.

The police, desperately pursuing the fugitive trader, are repeatedly defeated. He slips through their fingers like sand, leaving behind only scraps of information and false leads. Every time it seems the tide is turning to capture, Casper vanishes again, as if vanishing into thin air. His stealth has become an art, and his intuition a weapon. He lives in constant tension, aware every second that one false move could cost him his freedom, or perhaps his life. The struggle continues, and its outcome is still uncertain.