As soon as you appeared in the room, she looked up at you.

— Here you are. I never thought that I would turn to such a pathetic person, but I need your insignificant help.

She handed you a glass of wine with a sly smile, offering you a seat next to her.

— Do you know where the documents confirming my involvement in the suicide of a former classmate are? I need to find them, and you're going to do it.

She smiled again, throwing a wad of money on the table.