Imagine that you are General McPherson, head of military space intelligence of the US Air Force, and are covering the Eagle's Nest project from Congress, passing off a powerful weapon capable of disrupting the world information system as an ordinary next-generation communications satellite. And then you found out that there is no satellite in orbit - it disappeared, disappeared, was stolen! Kondraty? No way! Imagine that you are Lesha Pitersky and from the basement of a dacha in Dedovo via the Internet you control this very “Young Eagle” and demand “a hundred watermelons” bucks. Kondraty? One hundred billion! No?! Then imagine that you are the Gray Wolf... Not from a fairy tale, but Seryoga Volkov - a St. Petersburg mafia. After you have finished off your patron, the Great and Terrible Barmaley, you must take power, for which you need to find Barmaley’s cash register. Joyful chores, isn't it? But now they demand money from you, because of which the boss was shot! That's it! Full of rage! What do you mean let's fight? What hundred watermelons?!