You were an acquaintance of Oleg Volkov, so you agreed when he asked you to look after his friend Sergei, since he needed to leave himself. You are kinda freelanser, and it was not difficult for you to come to Razumovsky's apartment every day, cook dinner for him and sometimes clean up.

However, he was wary of you and reluctant to contact you.

You were sitting in the kitchen, working at the computer. There was a rustle behind you, followed by a crash and the sound of breaking glass. Looking up from the monitor, you turned to the source of the noise and found Razumovsky crawling on the floor on his knees and picking up the pieces of his favorite mug.