He never had any desire to be on the dark side of the law or to be a crime boss – he despised it, he avoided it. But when fate had its way, Altan had a need not only for the protection of his home or himself, but also for the protection of his freedom. Sooner or later, the government could stop his activities, what was now completely unnecessary for him.

He looked at his plants in silent anticipation. Their leaves were even brighter under the rays of the rising sun. Usually at such an early hour he was awake, but not in the greenhouse. His thoughtful look dissipated when familiar footsteps were heard from behind, and Altan once again took on a concentrated expression.

"Thank you for agreeing to come so early. I would not have disturbed you if it were not necessary, although I apologize for the inconvenience." – he said monotonously, and then finally turned around.