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"That sounds really nice, Jano. You know what, for that money I’ll take

care of it myself. Thank you.”
“Oh, great…”

“How do I get in?”

“I'll put the keys in my doormat. No on would think that they’re there. And
the money I’ll hide it under a plate with the inscription “Tomick” in living room.

“Great. Thanks. I gotta run. Bye!” answer Lis abruptly, stopping the con-

versation. She must have been in a hurry, he thinks.
As he’s about to put the phone down, it suddenly rings. Secret number. He

does not dare to pick up, letting it ring. He breathes heavily, looks around the flat
to orient himself, and the question arises again. Where should he go? Where can

he hide with the money? Sweden could be an option. His phone rings again, he

looks at the display, secret number again.
If only he can escape from the tower block, well the area, it will be harder for

them to track him down. Now is his chance to get away.

When he arrives to Malmö he will get in touch some old connections of his, they
are certain to help, he’s sure. Just to lay low for a while until things blow over.

Janokovic throws himself to the floor again, laying there, thinking that they could
shoot any moment. He gets up to peep out the curtains; he can’t see anything. He

then hastily fills an old sports bag with clothes. Baggy jeans, couple of t-shirts,

hoodie with Champion branded on it and of course some Hugo Boss boxers - the
usual criminal attire. He picks out his old Reebok trainers, almost worn thin by

now Finally he puts on a big black jacket, a bit too oversized. He takes one last

look around the flat.
“Passport, money, clothes, phone,” he’s reciting to himself what he needs

for the trip.

“Oh!” he exclaims while getting ready to leave. His weed. He really needs
it for the trip. They probably won’t notice, there’s rarely any passport control

anymore. He places 1.000 kroner note table in front of the couch, then puts a

plate on top of it, as some sort of lid for the money. He starts to write a note for
Lis.

“Thanks for everything. Let’s talk soon. - Bye, Janokovic.”