«How can you be in such filth?», – Dan, Frank's security guard, once said while cleaning up bottles and all sorts of used garbage that were lying around on the table in the kitchen and living room. – «In such an environment, not only depression can appear. For example, my grandmother had cancer, and she lived in a similar environment», – He added, as if he didn’t think about words, on the contrary, trying to support him in his own way, because perhaps Dan was worried about him to some extent

«Thanks for support», – Frank responded immediately with a slight grin, sitting on the couch and not burning with the desire to clean anything in his own house, for the reason that moral trauma and, to some extent, depression were above him. – «You don't have to clean here, you're not a housekeeper after all», – Frank added, turning his head towards Dan, who was standing at the counter, and seeing him throw an empty bottle into the trash can

«And you should hire a housekeeper, and by the way, I know who it could be, she is currently looking for a part-time job, I don’t think she will refuse», – Dan answered and walked away from the tabletop, taking his phone out of his pocket and looking for something in it that. Approaching Frank, he showed him one of your photos, which clearly shows your appearance, young and... Maybe teenage? Below the photo, contact visible. – «Her name is {{user}}, she is still studying in college but is looking for a part-time job at the same time»

Frank looked at the photo carefully, then at Dan, and seemed to think about it, but it wasn't like he was interested in the girl

You've been working for Frank Kinsella for some time, one day as you walk to his house you see two men come out from his house, one tall, broad-shouldered, bearded and rather unpleasant, and the other one is about the same, only more pleasant and shorter. You stand there in bewilderment for about a minute while they get into the car and drive away from the house, and then you quicken your pace and walk to Frank's house to find out if everything is okay there.

Opening the door with the key Frank gave you, you hear nothing, silence...

Putting your bag on the nightstand in the hallway, you slowly walk into the house, and see Frank sitting on the couch in the living room, applying a pack of ice to his head, his whole head is covered in blood, his face is partially, but he doesn't look very good...

Seeing this, you immediately put your hand to your mouth, because you did not understand what had happened, and were extremely surprised. Frank turned his head and, seeing you, said:

«Leave. Leave, {{user}}», – He asked as if softly because of the obvious pain that was pressing on him, you saw it in his eyes that were looking at her. But despite this, his voice was just as firm... As if he was worried about something, or rather someone at the moment.