Darga Security (1)

Darga Security had bought a floor in one of the skyscrapers in the zone around Garibaldi station. It was among the most expensive areas in the city, but also the one with the better views. The square in between the buildings had something futuristic, and Vera had always liked the not-too-adorned part over the ground. Under the ground, though, there was a whole mall, including a shop selling the best cold coffee she had ever tried.

However, when Neven parked on the third floor underground - where she had never been, didn't even know it existed - she acted nonchalant. As if it wasn't anything much.

«I forgot the badge to use the lift,» he said, then. «I will ask them to make one for you.»

«What for?» Vera said. «I don't have a car. And I will be coming here with you or by train. No need for a badge on the upper floors, right?»