“Help me,” she begs, sliding down to my feet. “Well, please...” “I can’t,” I mutter through clenched teeth, choking on self-hatred for this. “I thought you were different.” And you are the same as him... I grit my teeth and turn away so as not to see her tears and contempt. She considers me an enemy, a cruel taskmaster, but I cannot tell her the truth. Powerless rage grows in my chest, but I have no right to feelings. Because I'm not who I say I am. I was introduced into the circle of her husband, a crime boss, in order to collect evidence and put him in prison for many years. But I didn’t know that I would meet her... The mechanism has been launched, and there is no turning back. The operation must continue at all costs. Otherwise, no one will survive.