Book-2. Hilt novella

Renee sighed with relief: “So, on the bunker Rishi did not have time report of death. Now, no one but me knows about it existence. “idea of superiority and power over Adviser even over by the President himself pleasantly tickled vanity. Silence delayed, but did not interrupt Misar pause, giving Renee gather his thoughts. Finally servant replied: – Sir, this is a dedicated and brave soldier. Mr. Zhevil it is very appreciated since then, as the President has abolished bodyguard.

– But I heard that the President of Hilt had saved lives, and more than once!

– Yes, it is.

– And could you, Renee, call me a man who would was knowledgeable about all things personal security of the President?

– Ort, Sir. He was a dedicated man of your predecessor. Misar nodded his head, he was not mistaken in his calculations by sending a prisoner of Hilt. Gesture Misar released

lackey. He took a leisurely movement tray with an empty cup coffee and slipped out from under the door. Misar lost in thought…

Vehicle start is scheduled for half of the ninth. Ort, dressed in heavy space suit that can withstand all the trouble of space, standing near the ship in anticipation lift. Next, addressing his pet and faithful servant, was Adviser to the President, the predecessor Misar, Rishi. This flight is scheduled to secrecy not only from the President, but also from government circles.

– You have to do it! – With unconcealed excitement Rishi said, resting his hooked carried a bearded cheek Ort. – Whatever happened to deliver the material sooner the better for both of us.

Gusts steppe wind howled high in the metal structure supports, drowning out the words.

Finally, the elevator doors opened mouth, which disappeared astronaut, and quickly ascended to the round hole entrance to the space ship. Rishi statue stood and watched the little mouse eyes, as the elevator is removed rectangle. And when Ort entered into a rocket, he went to the waiting nearby aircraft. Ort already counting the last seconds before the start. Plane Rishi has managed to escape over the horizon, as the site appeared armored car. A powerful jet blast threw the car as a grain of sand. All who were in it were killed, except one, it was Hilt. Rocket flight passed without communication path where there is no monitoring stations by space, so to find a ship in space failed. Going beyond the solar system. Ort brought the ship to the flight path of the comet Gall with the rotation period of 400 light-years. Meanwhile, in the chapel of Hilt itself. Finding that accompanied the capture age group died, he decided to get out of this the case without waiting for assistance. Getting out of the piles of metal, which turned the car, he moved in a northwesterly direction, hoping to get to the first corridor of passenger aircraft in order to call for help, and most importantly, to hide traces of the rocket launch, because he acted in strict confidence by

personal mission of the President… So, the commandant of the city jail to learn that Hilt sent

Misar himself, bowed before him, even invited for a cup of tea But the guard and raised an eyebrow, handing the package was left waiting at the gate. Tollbooth was a dark building, stuffed novelties electronics like pie filling. Prisoners of such prison, though not seen a sharp eye warden, but felt no less free than to have visited their counterparts. The prisoner appeared to open the doors almost simultaneously with the battle of vintage watches on Fire Tower, a monument of antiques. Hilt started to learn it Ort, but mastering them, missed it in the car, he sat beside her.

– To the palace! – In the car, Hilt, does not help feeling grabbed the prisoner’s shoulders.

– Ort! – Exclaimed in excitement! – Is this you?

– Hilt! – Ort surprise knew no bounds.

– I thought that you are no longer alive.

– Almost buried, as you see, alive.

– So what you train? Damn it!

– Since the death of Rishi, I did not care about their safety – and lo!

– Yeah, right, I did not know it was there it seemed to me you withdrew.

– Where are we going?

– To the Adviser.

– I wonder why I needed him?

– God knows why, I do not know what it will be you.

– You approached it?

– I’m the same as in the days of our acquaintance, remember?

– Yes, it took a lot of time since then. Misar still walks in the pets?

– They say it even affects the President. If you Misar wait, so they’ll have you. This to me is not the present case.

– What are you havoc. Hilt?

– I’ll do anything for you, and you, if given case for me. – Said Hilt.

– It’s a deal…

– It’s a deal … – And former enemies became friends.

The car stopped in the courtyard of the palace. The wide staircase they entered the front door into the hallway. Hilt led the prisoner to the office Misar.

– Report to the Minister about me! – Said the adjutant on duty at the desk in the reception area.

He disappeared through the door cabinet, three seconds later, the door opened: – Please! – He was invited to enter. – And you! – Asked the adjutant to Hilt! – Asked to wait. This alerted Ort. The feeling is even more entrenched, Misar when he saw who was sitting at his desk and did not raise the head from the market. Well-groomed, with a delicate blush face of the minister, flawlessly

curled up his mustache so prim and proper beard attached that indescribable look of the exterior, which puts complacency over the years the authorities. After a rather long silence Minister finally

deign to look.

– Ah, well, it’s you! – Trying as much as possible viper said Misar. Ort barely restrained myself from pleasure to smash his head minister still strong fist.

– Why did you put me in jail? – He growled angrily.

– Oh, yeah, it’s been so long! – Pulled Misar words. – You seem to be. do not refuse service to Rishi.

– Ah! So that’s what you baked me.

– I ask you, did you fly into space in the case of the Ministry of or the President?

– I flew there in a difficult moment for our country. It was Come time to be not be war. And, as you know, due to the fact that we have become a hundred times stronger than the other, our country has remained makes it a strong president. But Hilt with his friends saved the authority of the President. As I said, they got to the rocket itself, and the best of them died. Hilt set off alone. Soon I spotted tracking station. Hilt he took out of my hands and carefully record delivered to the President, of course, it is costly. Then you know. In front of representatives of the governments subservient was produced an explosion at the South Pole. A thick layer of ice deposited over the centuries in this vast continent, in a few moments was swept into the ocean. A huge water bank three times attacked the coastal states, causing death and resignation before the power our country. The power of the President was saved. Rishi paid disease and died. An Hilt and goes to the lieutenants. Here it – the generosity of Lords.

– Tell me, Ort, who has been with Hilt at the time of your return?

– This you can ask him. Well, that’s all. So What will happen to me?

– Hey, watch! Take him away! – Ordered Misar. Ort brought back entrance to the car, parked in the yard, and, pushed rough inside, slammed the door…

Renee filed a strict formal dress and helped to change Adviser form, as befits in such cases. Adviser, as well as members of the government, it is rarely used modern means of communication, preferring personal contacts with the President. Dressed and examined herself in the mirror, pleased Misar said: – Take me. Renee, lighting a lantern narrow corridor had Misar to the secret door of the President’s office. The office of the adjutant on duty when the remote his desk lit red button means “let no one, no one to connect.” Noticing key aide turned signal accurately determine the end of the ban. When the door opened in the wall, letting the Adviser, the President was sitting in a large chair, chin propped on his hands. His steel-gray eyes reflected the impenetrable walls of pinkish shimmer.

– Audience is scheduled for twenty-two zero. Running late, Misar. – Without looking, firm voice said Tir.

– Excuse me, Mr. President. – Leaning in obeisance, Misar waited. “Cunning fox! – Thought Tir, – he still hopes to fight me.”

– I need reliable dedicated people who are able to fulfill any order in a critical situation. Where are they? – Barked lord. Misar rapidly blinking eye lids, then screwing them into the slits of cunning, said with undisguised flattery: