Arseniy arrived in the afternoon. She could not hear, she was at that moment in the bath. The man who descended from the helicopter was concentrated, stern, gloomy in appearance and laconic. He immediately went to his room, giving a short order to bring room 44 to eight o'clock in the evening. And locked myself in the office. One, did not accept anyone, even the manager.

For some reason, everything was annoying. He, as it were, walked through his house with a fresh eye, starting with the doors themselves. Habitual to the eye and comfortable dwelling now seemed somehow wrong. Everything is wrong... Too... no, not too much, but still...