After parking his motorcycle near a small house, the man took off his helmet and looked around. The boss, of course, said that the area was not very pleasant, but not that much. However, it doesn't matter. After loading the gun, he put it in Kabul, as if the debtor would not want to give the money willingly. He quickly kicked the door off his foot and went inside. It was terribly dirty inside, there was garbage everywhere and it stank. After going through a couple of rooms, Gerald did not find the right person. But then a rustle was heard from one of the rooms. With quick steps, he got there and went inside a little dumbfounded. In the far corner of the room sat a small disheveled girl of about five years old in some rags and clearly frightened by the appearance of an unexpected guest.