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The next morning, Alex Karte received an invoice for $130,000 from Turkey with the comment: “You need to pay 50% first, after payment they will start selecting a donor and will call for surgery. Payment of the second part of the invoice will be made immediately before the transplant.”

Alex, without hesitation, handed the invoice to his secretary, Abigail, so that she would make the down payment.

“There’s nothing you can do, there’s just no other way out,” Alex thought. “It’s also good that I’m financially well-off and can afford it. I have to live, I want to live, and I will live.”

Alex went out for a walk along Marienplatz and had a cup of coffee in a small cozy coffee shop near the Old Town Hall. Munich is beautiful at different times of the year, but Alex loved this city especially in spring, when everything is in full bloom. The weather was fine, and on the way to Marienplatz, Alex strolled through the shady park, where geese were strolling and even real hares were running.

After a cup of fragrant coffee, Alex went to the Frauenkirche (the official name of the Cathedral of the Blessed Virgin Mary). This is a temple in Munich, which is associated with the legend that the devil himself entered it.

And indeed, at the entrance to the church you can see the “imprint of the devil, or the step of the devil” – this is the impression of a foot on a stone slab.

According to legend, during the creation of this grandiose temple, Satan was afraid that the patronage of the Holy Virgin Mary would weaken his position. He made a deal with the architect that he would patronize the construction in exchange for the architect’s soul.

Satan commissioned the architect to build a temple without windows.

When the construction was completed, the devil appeared in it even before the lighting. And when he stood under the organ, he did not see a single window. He was overjoyed and thought that no Christian would come here to pray. But when he stepped forward, he realized that he had been tricked. Out of anger, he stamped his foot and turned into the wind to smash the stained glass windows. But couldn’t do it. Satan left his little imp at the temple, which is still wandering around there and doing various dirty tricks to people.

It is curious that it is from the place where the footprint is located, indeed, not a single window is visible, and it is always very windy around the temple.

After sitting on a bench in the temple and enjoying the organ music, Alex heard a voice:

– Are you ready to do anything to live?

Alex turned around and saw a skinny gentleman in a tailcoat and a black hat next to him. The man’s eyes were small, but his gaze seemed to burn through.

– How do you know that I am concerned about this issue?

– Oh, I know a lot, and I’m ready to help you. I’m offering you a very good deal. Your transplant will be successful, and a suitable donor has already been found, but you will have to help me in my work.

– And what is it? – Alex asked.

– More on that later, dear friend. I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow at noon on Sendlinger Strasse at Café Kare.