Weapon Of Olegov. Full version

Ten minutes later, Anatoly was already suited and booted. In a hand he held a small bag with things which managed to get also keys from the apartment.

– I need to arrange an urgent meeting with the hostess, give her the keys.

– There's no time for that. Leave the keys on the table, the hostess has a spare, she will come to dinner, as you agreed. Go into a flat – pick.

– Here the door itself is not closed at the exit. Leave it open?

– Trust me.

Anatoly put the keys and money on the kitchen table, checked all electrical appliances, Windows, lights, water. The results were satisfied.

– Are you ready?

– That's right-the tenant reported.

– Hand.

Anatoly reached out to Dina and in a moment saw a completely different layout of the kitchen, different from that which had been. Other furniture, other area. I felt a slight nausea and dizziness.

Usually in these moments, people are very amusing thoughts, love to read, but still share the feeling of nausea in General does not appeal. Or did you do it on purpose? a young voice was heard behind him.

Anatoly turned around.

– Stas, the guy held out his hand.

– Tolya.

Yeah, I know. Welcome aboard, Tolyan.

***

Alexei Vorontsov is finally exhausted in search of Shred. It took various attempts to learn anything and through the "Oskolkova" and through their and even through secret friends in "Anime". All he learned is that Singh entered the room unharmed. As he went out – nobody had seen. Access to the upper Alexei was not, the consequences could only guess. He decided not to take any action regarding Anima. Too much has happened behind the scenes here and, remarkably, nothing of this shady life promised success to Alexei. The more he probed "Anima", the more convinced that this company is"too tough for him." Eventually, he abandoned the idea and focused on the "smaller fish". He recovered the lost funds for an advance Fraction in less than a month. His life went on as usual.

***

The day was in full swing in the city. People hurried about their business. Someone sold something, someone signed contracts, someone unsuccessfully tried to imitate the first and second. Most people involved in this nonsense. What is a manufacturing plant people here have forgotten for a long time. Julia was squatting in one of the service stations.

– For the fourth time already this year the brake pads are changed, lady. You'd have been quieter somehow. Won and the rubber was worn out, this year is made, that's the stamp with the date-annoyed master.

– I don't like to drive like pensioners. I have the machine is not for a relaxed drive and character appropriate. I find it easier often to change pads and tires than to watch me overtake cyclists – said the girl. My choice. I'm not telling you how to drive?

– Fair enough, sorry. All ready, you can take the car.

Julia paid for the repair and squealing tires, rushed off the highway. To her surprise, she was recalled a recent passenger more often than he allowed himself to ever think about man. Like nothing happened between them. But some contact still occurred, hooked her somewhere deep. She stood on the waterfront, looking at the seagulls, which ironically today flew in pairs, and thought that it was time to have nailed "to the pier." Too much sbrozzola it "seas" in search of happiness, but only lost time in vain. There was a lot of flirting, tackles, instantaneous worthless admirers, but the man in the full understanding of the word, she never met. She again was plunged in thought:

– Still something in the hitcher was so, valuable, but not on the surface, but deep… maybe the eyes…

***

– He's with us, all right. Good. Yes. Today? Understood. Make. Good-Stas put an up.

– Come on, what's that? Dean asked.

Stas edges nodded.

– Did something happen? – Anatoly asked.

– We always have something going on – said Stas.

Dina was wary.

– Plans change, the flight arrives today. At the moment he breaks away from the runway in Hong Kong. The plane will arrive in nine hours. So let's quickly enter the Tolyan in the course of business, how much time, perhaps, our friend immediately and will be baptism of fire.

Dean looked skeptical Stas, then to Anatolia. Not say anything.

– He wants to see you in 10 minutes. After nine asked Stas to Dean – and, by the way, why are you barefoot? What were you guys doing?

– Oh, you think you're embarrassed, we're adults. All by mutual consent with full non-resistance of the parties! – Dina played along.

Anatoly only released talkers wistful, partly embarrassed and with that fatherly look.

The guys are still a little joke on this subject, then Dean went into the next room, and Stas with him went into the hall and began the process of learning and socialization in a circle of close Corporation "Anima".

***

In the tea valley, among the smooth rolling rough terrain and enchanting aromas, which are many in China, in a cozy gazebo sat a man in black glasses and a hood. He was talking to Dina.:

– What do you think about this guy?

– Don't know yet.

– That's good. So it is not so simple, which seems at first glance.

Not easy. He is not a fool, it's fact. Behaves cautiously, it is felt in everything. Very much keep back, no, rather simply does not apply. He's careful.

It's understandable. Well, fine, I guess I was right about him.

– I noticed something.

– Continue.

– When he went through my head…

– Did he go through your head? – reproachfully asked the man in the black glasses.

– He didn't do it until I asked him to.

Okay, so what?