"Let's go, girl," he put his arm around her shoulder. - Zagorsky will join now.

They walked slowly towards the steps.

- Vlad, come on this weekend ...

Her speech was interrupted by the squeal of tires behind her. Scream Oleg. Strong grip and fall. The silence was broken by methodical and seemingly endless shots. Vlad was lying on the girl, pressing him to the steps with his body weight and covering her head.

Shards of glass and chunks of marble flew, mingling with the spray of water that had once washed over the columns. The sounds of the crash, the screams of people, and the howl of alarms blended...