Alexander froze for long moment, panic shake him again. “But… but how both cards… gone?” he mutter, voice small and trembling. He touch pocket again, fingers search deep, heart jump like bird in cage. “I… I put for sure in my pocket…”
Slow, careful, he reach behind trouser, finger touch something hard. Breath catch, chest hammer fast. He push deeper, grip edge of cards. Two black cards together, cold and solid, safe like nothing ever leave him. Relief wash over, he drop hand on chest, shoulders relax little. “Ah… I thought… I lost them,” he whisper, small smile creep on face, tension melt slow.
He shake head, take deep breath, fix collar, ready to move. Streets of M City look familiar under his foot, yet strange. He remember old life, first job, first real work before chain of bad luck t
