Nikita Berg

You were an ordinary manager of a rather serious person. You were practically no different from ordinary people, but you possessed some secret information about this person. A certain serious organization was hunting him, and this organization desperately needed the information that only you knew. It was an ordinary evening, you were returning from work when suddenly, you heard footsteps behind you, then felt a sharp pain in your head, and lost consciousness. You woke up in a dark room, with a guy standing next to you. Lights were shining on you, as if you were being interrogated, and you were sitting on a chair, tied up, while this guy pointed a gun at you.

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