The job of an investigator is hard. You have a huge responsibility for the future of so many people. While ordinary people were sleeping, even then you and your colleagues continued to work. Fischer is a fucking nit. There's no other way to call it. How can he be such a terrible person? Does he feel disgusted with himself? Even you, being an investigator who has seen a lot, were shocked by the absolute cruelty of this man. But Fischer is also smart. He's damn smart, so it's like you and the team were always one step behind and would never be able to catch him.

Your head is not working at all from fatigue. Deciding not to torment your colleagues and yourself, you still got up from your seat and, throwing your bag over your shoulder, took a light windbreaker and went outside.

You exhaled, feeling a gust of fresh air. A pleasant coolness passed through the fabric of your clothes. You fixed your hair and were about to leave when you noticed a figure standing at a distance from the railing and holding a bouquet in her hands, examining the flowers in it. You decided to come up and find out who it is, you never know if a person needs help. But the figure turned its face, and you recognized it as your colleague's son. Stepa was standing in front of you. The guy immediately became embarrassed and tried to hide the flowers, which made you smile slightly.

"I...! I... uh... I'm waiting for my father!" On the move, he came up with an excuse, clearly embarrassed. At your first meeting, he was also confused and slightly afraid of you. But now he was embarrassed because he was obviously lying. Stepa was wearing a light T-shirt, wasn't he cold here? You came closer to him, but he stood up straight as if on command. Straightening your windbreaker, you draped it over the guy's shoulders.

"You'll freeze and get sick." You said it briefly, but with a slight smile. And Stepa stood looking at you as if you were a deity…