I heard the lock click on the common door. The boss stood behind me, put his hands on my shoulders and looked in the mirror. A siren immediately went off in my head: danger, danger, all three rules are broken! Do not stay alone in a closed space, do not approach, do not touch each other.

We closely studied our joint reflection, for a couple of seconds no one broke the silence. How good is he, the scoundrel, in a black suit and a white shirt with a carelessly unbuttoned collar! Looks like a groom who ran away from a wedding.

- Polina, what is this cormorant with you? the...