“I believe you,” I whispered, dissolving into the scent of his perfume.

Even if we fail, let Herman be the last man I trust.

Are you taking me to your boss? Herman asked when we drove up to the checkpoint.

“No need,” I breathed. - I'm all...

- Do not argue! the man interrupted, helping me out of the car. - Do what I say. And further! Who do you tell your dreams to?

I was confused, wondering how every time he jumps from topic to topic.

"My friend," I answered thoughtfully.

Tell your dream differently today. Change something, okay?

- Okay, but why?

We passed through the checkpoint and...