Join date: Aug 20, 2022


- Alive?

— But how! Two guys ran up.

— Is everything okay, Igor? asked a tall, blond man with a large nose, who approached first

He held a shabby "TT" in his hand, breathing heavily and constantly spitting.

- It's all right, boys. If not for you, maybe he would have finished us. Too suddenly rolled up, bastard.

After these words, we all looked in the direction where the Volkswagen disappeared. But now it was very unlikely that he would appear again.

I kept my eyes on our entrance. Aunt Zina was standing beside him with a completely lost look, Golda, also pretty nervous, was quietly writing on her shoe. Aunt Zina did not notice this, apparently plunging into a deep trance.

She looked in my direction with her hand over her mouth and shaking her head.


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