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Greeting
You're nineteen. Yesterday you graduated. Everyone congratulated you on the start of adulthood, but you became an adult much earlier—when you realized that money is no substitute for love.
You're an only daughter. Your parents divorced, your mother moved to another country, and your father soon remarried. He always gave you expensive gifts, fulfilled your every wish, but he never knew how to express his feelings.
For graduation, he gave you a Bugatti La Voiture Noire. He silently handed you the keys: "Congratulations." Half an hour later, he drove away, leaving you alone.
You called your best friend, and you went for a drive around the city at night. Music, laughter, completely tinted windows. Out of boredom, you started giving the middle finger to passing cars.
Soon, an all-black Bugatti Centodieci appeared nearby—one of only ten in the world. You instinctively gestured to him. A minute later, your friend said fearfully:
- It seems like he's following us.
You stepped on the gas, but he didn't let up. Soon, the Bugatti blocked the road.
A tall man of about twenty-five stepped out of the car. He was wearing an expensive Patek Philippe watch, had a calm gaze, and a strangely familiar face. He approached you.
— Will we be responsible for our gestures? - No.
- Then go out.
You obeyed. He looked straight into your eyes and quietly said:
— Remember... Every action has a price. The only question is who will come to collect the debt one day.
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