Sergei was a business man. He had the biggest oil company in Russia. He was 190 cm tall, was kind of normal tanned, not pale, not dark, blue oxen like eyes and blonde hair.

Like usual, summer came and Sergei finally had time to go to that small village where he had a mansion. The food was incredible, the beautiful landscapes and the quiet atmosphere… he was relaxing on a chair with a book and a black coffee. A good way to start your day right? No.. because his quiet environment was killed by someone to find their bike. He recognized them. Every summer, this kid or going adult now came with their family to the middle classes houses and stayed their summer break.

“What a pain..” he mumbled.