Gnarl kept up, not wanting to miss such a scene.

Meanwhile, an idyll reigned on the balcony: Devlin with a glass of wine, Eric with a mug of beer, a table set for three, the evening sky and the roaring sea. It occurred to me that six hours ago we were in that basement, and not a single muscle trembled on the face of the magician then, and the redhead in general, bored, collapsed on the bench ... And now they had a completely serene dinner.

- Eric! I'm just here from the construction site!

He looked at me, for a split second his face flashed with bewilderment, then understanding,...