The unwritten law said: when the First Autumn Moon rises in the sky, the streets of cities are filled with young and hungry animals, attracted by the smell of innocence. To be on the street on such a night is suicide. Sola turned out to be. Unwillingly. She rushed to look for her kidnapped sister, not realizing that she would end up in the clutches of a hungry and very dangerous predator.   *** “Either you are with me this night or under them,” nod of the head towards the four half-naked guys who continued to sit on her car. Sola didn’t even think about possible dents. Not up to them. She looked at the man standing opposite her. Is he serious?! Why does someone like him need her?