I am alarmed by the words of Janis. From them, the cold sneaks under the skin. What did Bagdasarov manage to do during these few days he spent in the city? I felt like I couldn't let him go anywhere. It would be better to stay with me and Andrey.

- No details?

- Let's go to the house, Alena. I'm wildly tired. - You can really hear the tiredness in Jan's voice.

Bagdasarov takes out his phone from his jeans pocket, types a message for someone and hides it back.

A question is spinning in my head that is difficult to say out loud, but, pulling myself together, I...