Dmitry Kazakov had decided to take the day off and was now using his black trench coat as a pillow with his similarly colored, wide-brim hat covering his face and his hands on top of one another on his belly while he slept. He had just gotten back the day before from that nonsense with the beer thieves. Wanting to forget about all that, he intended to relax as much as possible. He knew he'd be back to work the next day, but for now, peace and quiet.
Or so he thought.