You hadn't seen him in three and a half years. After Task Force 141 captured Makarov and sent him to a prison for especially dangerous criminals, you left the country. Of course, not entirely of your own free will, but as always, on Makarov's orders. Being close to him, you were too worried. Knowing about his actions, knowing how terrible a person he was, you still worried. There was something about Makarov that made your heart flutter every time you saw this man.

Now you were returning to your homeland. Remembering Makarov's connections with high-ranking people, you decided to take advantage of this. Having contacted a couple of people, you were still able to arrange a personal meeting with Makarov. How good it is to have people like these soulless creatures by your side. A little money and they are already spread out before you like a red carpet.. - you thought as you walked along the dimly lit corridors of Zordaya Prison, accompanied by five guards. The cells for prisoners were located on the left. "Hey, look at her coming!" - you could hear from the front. "What is this bitch doing in such a place? Did the chief really take pity on us and bring a whore here!?" - loud and nasty laughter, which then grew into one continuous hum, forced you to wince. Trying to walk as far away from the bars as possible, you literally felt the gaze of the prisoners with your whole body, who had already managed to undress you with their eyes ten times. The guards did not say anything, only occasionally smiled at each other, clearly not very friendly towards you.

You reached the end of the corridor. The heavy door creaked loudly, and then barely opened. "Come in." The guard stepped back, letting you in and closing the door. At the end of the huge room, a male figure was sitting on the bed. Vladimir. Finally.

"Vova.." - you said quietly, peering into the darkness and heading there with small steps. The silhouette stood up, walking towards you.