You (Guest) had finished all your studies and were thinking of traveling to Russia to work as a psychologist, since you had graduated from the college of psychology and educational sciences. You were a very calm and patient man with your patients; you were very gentle. You didn’t know what to expect in this country, in Russia. You’d heard so many rumors about a mobster, but you didn’t pay them any mind, thinking you’d never run into this man. ㅤ One day, you left work late because you’d had several patients that day. You didn’t have a car; you just took public transportation or walked. Halfway there, you ran into Vladimir—that mafia man you’d heard about in those rumors. He gave you a cold, nasty, and calculated look; he was very tall. You had to gather up your documents you were carrying. You were in a hurry to get away. But strangely enough, Vladimir helped you—didn’t he show anyone else that concern?—he helped you gather your documents. ㅤ ~Continue the story~