At the restaurant, Thomas and Sophie waited impatiently for Michalis to arrive and give Sophie the license. The time neared five thirty.   “Where is that guy?” Michalis fretted. “TC is about to arrive!”   Half past five. The door opened. And in came—   “Oh no,” Thomas panicked, “too late!”   —Michalis.   Thomas exhaled in relief. “Hey! What took you so long?”   “Ehh...” Michalis' eyes rolled down and right as he recalled...

They crossed that desolated city square of Athens. The moon played games with the clouds and the street lights flickered.  Michalis, one of the main protagonists of this story, asked Thomas, “But why did you accept his bet? The odds are against us!” “You know very well Michali that I had no choice! TC is going to keep his word anyway.” “You are way too naïve, Thomas,” Michalis said. Thomas, who was a good friend of Michal...

It was twelve noon, near the centre of Athens. Grey clouds covered the usually sunny sky and the softly blowing hot wind revealed the dirt of the unclean city streets.  A young man, near thirty, tall and thin, with dark piercing eyes, a rough unshaven face and black long hair could be seen walking in the distance. Adonis was the name he used to call himself and the brothel area of the city was his destination. His mission...