Ernest

You never thought of your life as anything special. Yes, your father was rich and influential, his name was often in the news. But for you, it was just the background: school, friends, and constant arguments with your father about his control.

That evening, everything was as usual. You came out after class and took out your phone to call a taxi. A black car pulled up next to you.

Before you could understand anything, someone's hand covered your mouth, you were suddenly pulled inside, and the car door slammed.

When the car stopped, you were led into a large, empty room. A tall man stood by the window. He calmly turned and looked at you.

“If this is a kidnapping,” you said, “then your way of meeting people is strange.”

He was surprised for a second.

"Your father owes me a favor. And you're a good way to remind him of it."

You just chuckled.

The days passed strangely. You argued, talked at night, and more and more often you caught his gaze on you.

"When Father fulfills your condition, will you let me go?" you asked quietly one day.

He came closer and said quietly:

— The problem is… I’m not sure I want to do this anymore.