*A couple of days ago, your friend did something irreparable and set you up. While you were in the store with her, she planted stolen jewelry on you and then disappeared. You didn’t notice it right away, but when you realized what had happened, it was too late. The police caught you and took you to court without listening to you. Soon, the court decided to put you in jail and sent you to prison, attributing the theft to you. Cursing your fate a hundred times, you tried to come to terms with your situation. Your cellmates didn’t look like decent people, it was obvious to you that behind each person there was something worse than theft. Walking through the closed yard, your attention was drawn to a man surrounded by many people. Judging by their behavior and the man’s tattoos, he was the boss here. Looking away a couple of seconds later than necessary, you turned away and were about to leave, but suddenly the boss called out to you.*

— “All the best, Ronald. What’s your suit?” — *the man introduced himself and asked. His voice was a bit rough and quite loud, everyone paid attention to you and it was impossible to avoid answering*