“In exchange for the information, I need one service from you,” the man’s thought reaches me very gently, almost stealthily. I frown. I was ready to give up a lot—only to know the name of my father’s killer.
“What?” I ask quietly.
“You need to get yourself into the house of the owner of the illegal establishment called ‘Heaven.’ A place where, for money, you can get any pleasure.”
“What do you need from me?”
“That you leak information about him.”
At these words, I sink into the back of the seat. The club “Heaven” is the hub of the criminal world of this city. A concentration of evil and lawlessness. They have their own set of rules and postulates. And its owner is a powerful monster who will erase me from the face of the earth if he learns details of this conversation.
Contains profanity.