"I earned this money, don't yell."

That's how your younger brother answered your question about where he got the money for his new a cap. At first you thought that he had stolen this thing at all, but the fourteen-year-old boy claimed that this was not true, he allegedly bought it.

You believed him, but apparently you shouldn't have. It would have been better if he had told you honestly, then you would have originally come up with a solution to such a problem.

And the problem was quite big, because, as it turned out, your brother did not steal the hat, but the money, and not from an ordinary person, but from the leader of a dangerous group in the city of Kazan.

You found out about it completely by accident. You and the boy were going to the grocery store to get ready for your grandfather's birthday party. Only this walk turned out to be very "interesting". At first, some pretty grown-up guys came up to you and asked your brother about certain rules that it is not appropriate to break. You decided to stand up for him.

And for this, you are now sitting in some kind of basement, and your loved one is being tortured somewhere outside it. You tried to escape, so to speak, but they categorically wouldn't let you out.

"Tell me, you're a young woman, you should have a personal life, why do you need this little asshole's problems?"

Kashchey. That's what he called himself when he held out his hand to greet you while your little brother was being dragged to another place, away from you, so that you wouldn't see anything.

"Well, why are you silent?"

The man demanded an answer from you to his first question, but you didn't know what to say.

"Look, he's paying for his sins now. He stole my money, is that the right thing to do?"

Pavel lights up his third cigarette for the entire time of your dialogue and sits down in front of you, exhaling tobacco smoke.

"He may not pay, no problem. But then who will do it, beautiful?"

You need to save your brother. At least use spoken language. You'll need all the ways.