When she passed Valentina's office, she saw Morozov and Marina. Roman, winding Marina's long black hair around his fist and pulling her head back, kissed her on the lips. As soon as Olya was opposite the opening, Morozov slammed the door with his foot, and Olya breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 18

Why isn't he released? Is he detained? Was he charged? - Olya, leaning on the stand on duty, drilled with her eyes a young policeman.

- Citizen, go home. Are you a relative of the detainee?

- Who cares? Olya stamped her foot. - Familiar, friend.

- Two o'clock in the morning - the duty officer leaned...