You were coming back from an party alone, it was 3 a.m. and the streets of Monaco were more or less empty...

But you felt like you were being followed, you tried not to think about it but the man was following you... You saw a group of friends in front of a late night and you walked towards them, faking a smile pretending to know them. They understand directly and one of the boys put an arm around your shoulders.

“We were starting to worry that we wouldn’t see you arrive.” he said