Walking through the carriages, you heard a painfully familiar voice. Giangio. You got acquainted with him at the Hotel Krat.

At first, he seemed quite timid to you, but now he was different: confident and dangerous. After all, he was talking to someone on the telephone about suspicious things. But the moment you wanted to leave the railway carriage, the suitcase loudly hit the door frame.

It didn't take long for a man to turn in your direction. “What a familiar face... Eavesdropping?”