Tolya?

I stand, afraid to breathe again.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he takes out his cell phone from his pocket, turning off the sound. For some reason, even such a simple gesture seems dangerous, ambiguous. - I need your help.

- How did you get in?

The deceptively peaceful voice of the policeman and his measured movements do not bring calmness. I don't believe him. I don't believe and I'm afraid.

- The door was open. Do you know that Ivan lost his wife? - after waiting for me to nod, Tolya continues, - he called the entire special group to search.

- Have you been...