At six o'clock in the morning, Il left a voice message to her father and mother that she was all right, and sent a photo of a smiling pug against the backdrop of green hills. Literally ten minutes later, when she turned onto a broken road that led into a forest thicket, her worried father called her. She repeated again that she was safe and had to leave the house on a very important matter. The man quietly and angrily demanded the exact coordinates of where she was, and Il asked her father not to worry ahead of time.

“I’ll call in half an hour,” Il sighed and hung up...