- That's a little bastard. - Tatyana Pavlovna issued. - I calculated everything.

Alena ignored the insult addressed to her and continued, turning to Dima:

- I want a million rubles in cash tomorrow. As you understand, deadlines are running out and every day counts. I'm not going to die from complications after an abortion.

- Are you crazy? Where can I get that kind of money until tomorrow. I don't have that many! – Dima answered confused.

- Good. How many do you have?

There was silence on the recording for a while. After a few seconds, Dima hesitantly answered.

- There are four hundred and sixty thousand. But...