Arriving home, I immediately went to her room. Celeste brought me a glass of hot milk on a tray. - It was very hard? - She asked. - I just went down the line of men and pointed to the need. He knew that I knew him. Oh, Celeste, I'm even scared. You know, the way he looked at me ... contempt, mocking ... - Probably, he was very frightened. - I am convinced it is not. People who are so easily deprive the lives of others, too- not the value and life of its own. What do you think, what will happen to him?