It can't be, it can't be, it can't be..."

Olga did not pay attention to car signals from somewhere on the side. Only when her name was called did she stop and turn around. Sergei Mezentsev got out of the police car and, waving to the driver, crossed the road.

- Hi, mouse, where are you going?

- Seryozha, - Olga buried her head in the shoulder of a friend, - it's good that I met you. Are you free now?

- No, I'm going to the area on business. But I can visit you in the evening. Are you okay? Where have you been?

- I went to the...