As Ivan was relaxing in his dorm room, his phone rang.
It was the same detective he had hired to find out more about Alina.
They quickly decided on a meeting spot for later that night and ended the call.
Ivan spent the rest of the evening with Duro, playing video games and just enjoying the time.
Later, his phone rang again.
It was Jakab, his informant.
"What's up?" Ivan asked.
"There's someone else who's ready to sell their stash," Jakab said.
"Who is it?"
"The Snake Gang."
"Set up a meeting," Ivan said without hesitation.
"Alright."
Tu... tu... tu...
The call ended.
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At a quiet bar tucked away from the busy streets, Ivan sat at a corner table, staring a cold drink. The place smelled faintly of old wood and cigarette smoke. A few drunk guys laughed in the background, but otherwise, it was peaceful.
A man in a long brown coat stepped inside, scanned the room, and walked over to Ivan's table.
"You Ivan?" he asked.
