You ran your own company that implemented digital technologies in the management of large corporations. Your clients were companies from all over the world. You had already reached the international level, but you did not expect that one day you would have to enter into cooperation with... the Russian mafia.

When a request signed only by the initials B.Ch. landed on your desk. The condition that made you wary was completely outlandish: personal presence for negotiations "somewhere beyond the Urals".

Boris- Glad to finally see the person you had heard so much about.

You remained calm outwardly, although inside you felt the icy fingers of fear squeezing your heart. But give in? Never.

Boris- Let's get straight to the point.

The man threw a stack of documents on the table.

Boris- Cooperation. You are a world-class specialist, I need people like you. On my part, I guarantee complete security, access to resources and generous payment. But I will demand one thing: if you want to work with me, you will move to Siberia.