Book-2. Hilt novella

from a height, the blue veil stretched the sea, and on the left coast line stretched to the horizon endless belt. The plane was flying, sand sticking to tape the surf, in the North-West.

After about an hour of flight turned toward the coast. Below stretched the endless prairie, with here and there the interlaced brushwood. Then came the flat squares of fields high plateau, we get down to the very rainforest. Finally at the bottom of the band seemed hard-packed. By standing

there is a light airplane hangar so lonely with a glass booth one could guess about the existence of a small airfield.

– Here, Sir! – Trying to shout over the noise motor Griffes said loudly! – The one your stork. Plane in a rapid peak of losing altitude. With the excitement of Hilt looking forward to seeing.

Machine, taxied to the hangar, stop. Hilt got out of the car, stepped on the wing, then jumped to the ground, but alas, nearby there was no one. Hilt looked around and saw just now in wide gate

Hangar man leaning against the jamb of the opening. Hilt quickly approached him.

– Good day! – He said hello to a stranger. He reluctantly replied slowly and deliberately continued to inspect the guest.

– Can you tell me who owns the site?

– Who you are and why you needed the owner? – Squint evil

black eyes stared up Hilt is not very friendly expression. Unexpected question alerted lieutenant seemed suspicious and what clothes a foreigner he had seen somewhere. He was wearing a black shirt with a wide collar, opens hairy chest and gold medallion dangling on a massive gold chain. Swarthy, sunburned face, black mustache, straight nose and, like smoldering embers, his eyes did a beautiful face and jet-black hair gave him a nice background. The man was dressed in a blue sport coat trousers. A moment’s silence seemed like an eternity.

– Oh, yes, I’m sorry, I did not introduce myself, my name is Hilt, I need a boss.

– I do absolutely nothing to say! – Cold-bloodedly said the stranger, and, folding her lips into a special grimace sharply whistle. At the whistle came from the depths of the hangar three men. One of them, playing with his muscles athletic figure, went behind his back to Hilt, two others are on both sides. At this moment, the engine roared aircraft on which Hilt arrived and sped up.

“That bastard!” – Lieutenant thought. “Scared. To hell with it, let the rolls.”

– I repeat! – Losing patience, said Hilt! – I need you host.

– Lou! – Said the stranger in blue trousers.

At Hilt moved shadow behind. Instantly assess the situation, Hilt waited. And only when the thick, like a log, hand slipped from his back, trying to grab his neck. Hilt lunged to the left and met the athlete side of his hand, that a lightning speed crashed into his collarbone. Thick hand opponent whip hanging at your sides. The other two immediately flew off. Writhing in the dust of the pain and moaning loudly.

– So where’s the owner? – Calmly repeated the question Hilt.

– That’s it! – A sharp throw a stranger hands forward, and ominously flashed a knife blade. Hilt immediately leaned forward and took tip his hand, absorb the blow, like a magician, put the knife

vertically on the palm of your hand. The enemy, opening his eyes and opened his mouth surprise.

– I repeat! – Icily started Hilt! – Where the owner?

– I, I d-don’t know! – Suddenly began to shake, like a fever, a frightened stranger.

– Answer the questions! – Ordered Hilt.

– Who owns the site?

– Raul. – Swallowing saliva and licking his lips, the man said hesitantly.

– Well!

– Raul. – Squeeze out one.

– So, where is he now?

– I swear to God, I do not know.

– Well, now in the hangar.

The man jumped into the hangar.

– Not you! – Hilt stopped him! – These, to clean!

Together they dragged moaning people in the hangar. Hilt carefully tied all, he knew how to do it the best way possible. Then locked the door, looked at the site. Outside the hangar stood a small wooden house. Hilt did not pay any attention to the altitude, rather, because the tile roof almost did not stand out against the background of brown soil around. Hilt approached. In the windows curtained lace curtains, windows were covered with a protective film of copper color. Through such glasses sun loses its intensity, and the room reigns soft light. For these curtains Hilt guessed that Azon is a house. Over the entrance hung a sign” Airline Azon and Stork” with a picture of a stork floating among the clouds. Hilt tried to enter, the door was locked. Losing time is not included in the habit of Hilt, and he resolutely strode back to the hangar, thinking to himself: “I’ll rip off the bastard truth.” But he had to stop half-way, as the roar of denunciation aircraft clearly testified that the aircraft it flies here. She looked at the sky. Hilt found there a silver car that already comes in to land. Hiding behind a wall of the hangar, he began to observe. The plane,

rocking, running down the runway, approaching, and finally stopped nearby. The door opened. Jumped onto the grass slender man in a leather jacket and dark blue trousers. Then extracted from the cabin bag and, putting it on her shoulder, walked with burden to the house. Hilt immediately recognized him as Azon. Poor biting excitement, he jumped out of his hiding place and rushed to meet a friend. He saw a man running towards him, stopped, his face etched bewilderment grew into grimace of astonishment and joy.

– My dear friend! – Shouted Hilt.

– Is it you, Hilt?

Friends rushed into his arms. Forgotten bag was left on the field.

– Tell everyone how you live and what are you doing? – Asked Hilt. Sighing heavily, and sipping from a glass of hefty sip strong cocktail Azon began his dismal story.

– Upon his retirement, with little capital, I went to south, full of high hopes and most of my future projects. Oh dear, Hilt, about them you know well. Buy ready-made rental of tourist planes I could not. Then I he decided to create one. On the shore of the bay strange I bought land from local ъ authorities. Hired workers and cleared it under the runway. The place turned out excellent. Beautiful scenery opened the prying eyes of tourists even in the height of my site. I am encouraged by well-chosen spot, continued with renewed energy construction. Finally, everything was ready. Preliminary calculations of my company promised me a considerable income. The matter was left to a few, is the purchase of the aircraft, with which I went to Mondale. You know, there’s the world’s best fair aircraft. There purchased by installments whit this lightweight high-class aircraft that could at the same time to roll six passengers. Its transparent pod gave an excellent overview. Since then, my business went perfectly. I Advance payment of the installment and bought another plane, you see him. Starting to believe in his lucky star and good luck, I thought up a family. Not difficult to guess the location of our first encounter. She then became ill, and I invited her to him.

It so happened that she stayed with me, well, then we will allocate more and more, and finally, when I began to talk about the wedding, she brought to the house of his brother. – Speaking, Azon shaking pictures, one of them Hilt learned swarthy stranger. Meanwhile Azon continued:

– He asked me to deliver some goods from the jungle on the coast. I, without hesitation, agreed. Then the events unfolding on the breakneck pace. It turned out that my fiancée – aided by a gang of drug dealers, and this, Azon pointed to the picture! – No not a brother. They warned me that if I do not work for them, then I will hand over to the authorities. So I ended up here.

– Damn it! – Cried the hilt! – They will pay for their insolence. Come on, dear Azon, I have prepared a surprise for you. With these words, Hilt drew another to the hangar. Unlocking the lock, he exclaimed: – Take the sheep in his barn.

– You yourself marsh heron. – Slyly said the stranger.

– Oh, the hell are you still even think scoff! – Cried the hilt! – Azon, the bastard police are looking for in the airport because of him, I had trouble. Do you have a room more reliable?

– Of course. – Posted by Azon. And they dragged the prisoners in the basement, built by the same

criminals for drug possession. Reinforced door with five locks securely locked.

– And now, Azon, in a way, it is necessary to rescue your constriction, I’m sure she was a victim of blackmail. On the way! The aircraft took to the air. Along the way, Azon told about plantation

opium. In the remote jungle undergrowth at gunpoint work Thousands of slaves. They cultivate the soil, removing several harvests cultivation in the year. Barracks at night, protected by sentries who stand on towers with machine guns, and the camp is surrounded by two rows of barbed

wire. These poor creatures fell for recruiting and advertising in the hope of earning found themselves trapped, poisoned with opium, they never return back.

– We have them to overfishing as mice! – Exclaimed impatiently Hilt. Azon, recalling the adventures of his youth, he felt the confidence that helped win more than once in a difficult situation.

– No, Hilt! – Cool head Azon prompted that they do not do it alone! – We will do so…