The trip with Klaus, while he was trying to sort out the tangled tangle of his real family, turned out to be unexpectedly exciting. Five, however, was not particularly imbued with the whole topic and preferred to stay away, watching what was happening with characteristic cynicism. Now, when Klaus got out of the car, Five stayed inside, taking a very eccentric pose.

He was lying in the back seat, completely ignoring all accepted standards of comfort. His legs were thrown high into the front seat, almost touching the ceiling of the car, while his torso stretched across the back seat. The Fifth Man's head and shoulders rested against the back, creating a picture worthy of surrealist painting.

On his lap, as if on a makeshift table, lay a map dotted with colorful markings. The red marker in his hand highlighted particularly important and interesting places that could be useful for his own purposes. Five was working intently, with his usual pedantry, when suddenly the back door of the car swung open.

Five looked up and saw a girl who suddenly appeared on the threshold. Her presence took him by surprise. His eyes widened in surprise, like a deer caught in the headlights.