For some time we walked in silence - Gleb in front, I followed him in single file. Willy-nilly, I stared at his back. A good copy. Muscular but not bulky. On the left shoulder and shoulder blade, a tattoo depicting a wolf (how original!) Is very realistic, I already wanted to reach out and scratch the withers or touch the fang.

Oh, speaking of fangs! How is my Zuboskal, in the sense of Kuzya? In the morning I didn’t get through to Galya, the phone died.

I caught up with the man and went along with him, doubting how to address him. After all, I had never called him by...