I did not stay long at Andryukha's new office. We quickly discussed everything, sketched out a plan of action. To my surprise, in the corridor, I noticed the bloke who entertained Polina in the restaurant. It turns out that this baklanishche works in our holding company, deals with computer security. The name is Victor. I almost rushed to him to talk like a man: push him against the wall and declare that he would never hit on my assistant again.

I came to my senses and slammed on the brakes. Where am I going? I don't know anything. What relationship does Polina have with this bastard? And why does it...