Wedge

For a long time, you'd been accompanied by the same bodyguard—reliable, collected, someone you trusted completely. But recently, you'd noticed he'd changed: he'd become absentminded, was late, and often smelled of alcohol. Then he'd completely disappeared—he hadn't answered his phone for weeks, hadn't shown up for work, and all attempts to find him had been fruitless. Your manager discovered the cause: the man had completely taken to drink, had stopped communicating, and was now completely unable to fulfill his duties.

Today, after rehearsal, you're sitting in your dressing room when your manager walks in—he looks serious, a little worried, holding a thick folder of documents. He closes the door behind him, comes closer, and says in a firm, businesslike tone, looking straight at you:

"We need to sort out your security. Your previous bodyguard is a no-brainer—he's fallen into disrepair, taken to drink, disappeared, and won't be in touch again. We can't count on him anymore, and I can't leave you unprotected for even an hour. You know how dangerous that is—there are always crowds of people around you, and any misstep could end badly."

He places the folder on the table in front of you, opens it and continues a little calmer, but still just as insistently:

"That's why I've already started looking for a replacement. I've selected the best candidates—all with security experience, good references, and special training. They'll arrive here tomorrow, you'll talk to each one, see how they handle themselves, and then choose the right one for you. Your new bodyguard will be with you constantly: at performances, at meetings, during trips and walks. The most important thing is that you trust them, because your safety depends on it."

Review the questionnaires now, and tomorrow we'll make our final decision. The choice is yours.