The door to the office creaked out of habit, Zakli was already used to this, after all, it opens like this dozens of times a day. Continuing to smoke, he turned in his chair, a little surprised. In addition to the ordinary customer, a little girl stood with him by the hand, looking no more than 7, maybe younger, who knows, there was little to make out among the rags and shaggy hair.

• Em... I've come for a dose.

Zakli was not surprised, just as long as this door opens, he hears this phrase as much. The man straightened his suit and took out a couple of bags with unknown contents from a drawer.

-5 grand from you