Address is correct?

"Yes," she breathed nervously. - In this house, Vanya's ancestors bought an apartment. This I know for sure.

- Ancestors? he asked indignantly. “However, love for sons is different. They stuff everything up the ass for one, and don't give a fuck about the second.

- It happens, - with a quiet crack, she opened the zipper of the bag and looked at the weapon. - All right, I went.

“Wait,” he lightly touched his hand, as if wanting to stop. “Under what pretext are you going to get into his apartment?” I doubt he will let you in.

“I’ll get through somehow,” she wrapped a green...