What other friend? - I bucked and my back muscles visibly tightened, and my breath caught and my ears turned into two locators, trying to snatch at least some piece of information. But in truth, in such an environment, it turned out to be impossible. Kostin's brother turned out to be too fussy, and constantly waved his free hand and jerked his leg like a paralytic, which caused an itchy desire to crack it well.

- Do you mean live? - The poor fellow really began to wail and falsetto notes slipped through his tone. Turning around, he stared at me with his blackened eyes, and I just shrugged my...