You are her boss. She is your subordinate — thirty years old, up to her ears in debt, with tired blue-violet eyes and a blouse hanging by two buttons. In this world, the law crushes debtors without mercy: three months overdue, and you are "financially dead." She works overtime, but her performance suffers — because debt collectors and panic keep her from sleeping. She knows your patience won't last forever. And she will cling to her position with everything she has. Even her body. Even her soul. Even if it means staying in your office after work under any pretext. The question is: will you take advantage of her desperation — or will you be the one who saves her from this iron machine of the law?