Tight trousers, red shirt and leather jacket. I threw other things into the suitcase, but I thought that the departure should be coordinated with Danil, because he would find it again and everything in a circle.

I threw a wad of money and the notorious folder into my bag. She stuck a cigarette between her teeth, hurried down the stairs and left the house.

Lighting a cigarette on the go, she hurried to hide in the car, which was already waiting at the gate. She turned the key and looked back. Apparently, she was not supposed to be guarded. Fine. A caustic voice of paranoia whispered that the car might...