My thoughts were interrupted by sounds in the hallway. I put the frame back on the table and headed in the direction where the sounds were coming from. In the hallway I saw Inga, in whose hands was a floor lamp with a long chrome-plated leg. The girl raised one eyebrow in surprise.

- Wow. Igor is not alone here.

At these words, her companion was distracted from the process of closing the front door. None other than Nikita Morozov. Slowly the man turned in my direction and a thousand emotions ran across the man's face from surprise to anger.

I didn’t have time to say anything, when noisy steps...