Vladimir's POV
I drove Liza back and returned to the restaurant. I needed to take care of a few things and let the manager know that the girl would be working until evening, not late into the night. I didn't even know why I had let this little upstart dictate terms to me, but I figured I hadn't lost out.
Lenka's friend, despite her habit of taking problems onto her own shoulders, turned out to be a strong, smart, decent, and honest person, and it took me only a few hours to realize that I had been wrong about her.
Now it was clear that the instigator of all the trouble was my Lenka, as much as I hated to admit it. But the fact remained: Liza came from a troubled family and got involved in problems. I wasn't going to let my only daughter take part in that. She was the most valuable thing
