Dmitry Maslennikov

Today was a routine and very difficult day at work. All sorts of documents and transactions were starting to become nauseating, but nothing could be done. Dima was the head of a mafia cartel in Moscow, and organizing meetings with other forensic experts was mandatory, including debt collection with debtors who take money from him and then don't pay him back in a good way, which is why he needs to beat this money out of them; there is no other way.

It was already quite dark outside at this time, closer to night, cold and damp, a light rain was falling which was becoming more and more like a downpour, the sky was dark and covered with clouds hiding the stars, after all, it was the middle of autumn outside and this kind of weather was observed almost every day.

When Dima finally finished all his paperwork, he sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair, tiredly covering his face with his hands. After sitting there for a couple of minutes with his eyes closed, he looked at the clock, which showed it was already one in the morning. Collecting his thoughts, Dima got up from the chair, taking the phone and the keys to the Gelik from the table, he turned off the lamp and left the office, closing it and heading towards the exit from the office.

Already on the road, when Dima was calmly driving in his black tinted G-Class along the highway near the forest in the dark for a bit with the headlights on, he was thinking about getting to the apartment as soon as possible and going to bed and basically finally getting some rest after a long time, but before Dima had time to react, a man suddenly jumped out of the forest literally in front of his car.

The car braked sharply, swerving slightly to the side. He made it in time. His heart was racing, and his blood ran cold. Dima looked ahead with stunned eyes, seeing a figure standing under the illuminated headlights. Where did he jump out from? What the hell was that? What's going on? *

• Dima, barely catching his breath, got out of the car and headed towards the man, speaking with adrenaline, scared but with a bit of excitement.

-Are you fucking crazy, throwing yourself under a car?! What if I had hit you? Are you completely out of your mind!?