Julius Chance
Gregory
“Excuse me, could you treat us with cigarettes? ” a silvery girlish voice brought Serge out of his stupor. Three girls of about sixteen stood right before him, smiling shyly. The most impudent, red-haired, was just a step apart from him, and the other two, brown-haired, were three meters away. Serge got delighted with the unexpected luck and hastily pulled out three contract cigarettes from the pack in the breast pocket of his shirt. The girl rewarded him with a milk-white smile. Serge looked fascinated at her healthy teeth, not yet spoiled by nicotine, and his hand with cigarettes froze halfway.
“Well, we're waiting!“ the girl coquettishly hurried up.
“Minors are not allowed to smoke!“ Serge suddenly barked so scarily that the girls backed away from him in fear. Then he quickly walked away and … lit one of these cigarettes himself.
Around midnight, passersby called an ambulance for a young man who had fallen in the street. The paramedics arrived twenty minutes later and stated his death. The police found nothing suspicious, apart from a pack of cigarette «Gregory» with nine butts inside.
