Marzhanskaya, twisting the end of the lace, pulled it sharply. A snow-white air ball was in her fist. Regina crumpled the rag and put it in her jacket pocket.

- See you, German Anatolyevich. I'm waiting for you at home.

Herman frowned, following Regina with his eyes. This option was not included in his plans at all. To put it mildly, he did not take Marzhanskaya's order seriously. The main thing is that Olga Valeeva, under a weighty pretext, gets into his car.

Gutsiev called back in five minutes.

- Grisha, there is such a situation ... - Herman briefly described the events of the last hour. - But do...