Fury shone in his eyes, and it sent heat stinging down his shoulders along his arms. And at one point I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Our conversation in his office, when I wrote an application for a vacation, I will not forget for the rest of my life. And now the feeling was exactly the same as then.

- I remember. – Whispered in the answer stone lips.

- That is great. The manager ran a hand over his cheek, touched his chin. - So where are you going tomorrow? – he asked affectionately and suffocatingly unpleasantly.

- To Diana.

- And why is...