Palmist. Thirst for revenge. Tsvetana Alеkhina

and I have always been there. Then you know.

      – No. I know such a little. It seems to me that there is something else that I do not know about. He talked so much on the phone. And I don’t know languages. He made so many flights, and I do not know why or where.

      – «You don’t need to know. You have already achieved so much in such a short time. Wait, it is just getting started. Over time, you will be even stronger, and you will achieve even more. Vina knew she had not heard everything. Said, in turn, did not want to involve the Blame in the trade in human goods. It was their deal with the man who killed Diana.

      – I wonder how it is in Morocco. I would like to see it.

      – I am at your service. This is a mysterious country.

      – Show me the house where Arthur was born and grew up!

      – Donna Vina, I will be happy to arrange this tour for you. Just order it. The contact between Vina and Said was so well established that Said could calmly say you are to blame.

      Increasingly, the guilt began to spend time in the apartment, the fear passed; the memories remained in the past. Vina lost track of time, and it seemed to her that an eternity had passed since those sad events that were present in her life. She was so engrossed in real problems that she simply had no time to remember the past. This girl even forgot that she was married, and in fact, it was the second marriage in her so young years. Phone calls, bills, flights, all this became a daily way of her life, she completely forgot about the people who were once there. Arthur’s men replaced these people.

      As mentioned earlier, Vina’s husband agreed to the divorce voluntarily, but still he was saddened by the fate of his sweetheart after learning about what she decided to do. This man began to secretly monitor the affairs that she was conducting, fearing for her safety. Sergey understood that nothing good would come of it, and every day he waited for bad news.

      The restaurant was a few weeks away from opening. The Oriental Fairy Tale was officially closed, and nevertheless men began to visit this institution and wonder if a dancer who once opened this institution would appear here. – We saw the video on the Internet, she should be here. Vina immediately realized that we were talking about the Sultan.

      – Why do you need it? A man of very unpleasant appearance could not tell the truth to Vina, and his gaze shifted to Said. Said immediately recognized this man, and hesitantly made it clear that he knew what he was talking about.

      – You can talk in front of me. There is no need to be afraid.

      – I am flattered. With a nasty smile, the man said, looking at the Guilt. Said could not hide the purpose of this man’s visit, since this type was not a gentleman and opened his mouth in the presence of a woman. – Your husband Arthur promised me this girl for the night, and could not deliver. Moreover, this girl has created a lot of problems for me. And since you were the wife of the deceased, therefore, I have the right to recover from you what is due to me.

      – Yes, but.

      – I am not interested, but. The interlocutor said in a menacing tone. It is better if you bring it to me yourself. And the sooner the better. Otherwise, you will find yourself in her place. For the first time in all this time, Vina felt fear. Her hamstrings were literally shaking. She involuntarily looked at Said and he nodded in agreement. The man casually adjusted his jacket and left loudly, slamming the door. His car could be heard leaving.

      – Is it true?

      – Really. Arthur was selling live goods. Sultana managed to escape. She turned them both in to the police.

      – «So that’s what it’s all about. I will fix it. That is why my husband was so angry with this girl.

      – And not only because of this. This girl certainly fought for life, but she had a lot of problems.

      – So you need to put everything in its place. We will give the sharks food. Vina was smiling sweetly, and excitement shone in her eyes, the same as Arthur once shone. Said was fascinated by her courage, grip, passion, courage.

      The couple returned home, where Ahmed and a delicious dinner were waiting for them. Tell me, what was the urgency to go to Laos? You were going to the New Year.

      – Dad, we will tell you everything later. Sultana did not want to worry her father, and wanted to hide the impending danger.

      – Well, if you do not want to, do not tell me. Ahmed carefully hid his resentment and began to eat dinner. Amir noticed this chagrin.

      – My father has problems in the clinic; he called me to replace him during his absence.

      – I see now. And I started to worry. I thought, what is it?

      – It is okay. Do not worry. In the evening, in the Sultan’s bedroom, she combed her luxurious hair. Amir admired her beauty. – Your hair is so beautiful, and you hide it under a handkerchief.

      – Don’t you like it?

      – No. Conversely. I like the way you tie a handkerchief. You look mysteriously beautiful. Sultana smiled mysteriously, her smile matched her appearance. Marriage was becoming to her. She dressed beautifully; her Muslim clothes emphasized her beauty and at the same time made her inaccessible. The integral part of this oriental girl was the ability to tie a handkerchief beautifully. Sultana always wore a headscarf. Sometimes, she wore sunglasses and it made her look more solid. Sultana had many glasses; you could even say a collection. She picked them up under scarves, Ahmed brought her scarves, and as a result, this girl had a hobby, collecting glasses with scarves. These essential elements complemented the beauty of this girl-woman. – Your thoughts are so far away from me. Tell me, what are you thinking about?

      – You do not understand. You have no idea what is about to start. Amir went up to his wife and hugged her to him.

      – Don’t get depressed. Maybe nothing will happen. Maybe this Wine just opened a restaurant. She needs to live on something. She is also, after all, an ordinary person.

      – Maybe you are right. I was just scared.

      – To be honest, yes. I worry about everyone, including my parents. Sultana did not answer anything, and went to bed. The room in which Amir and Sultan lived could not be called a family nest; it was more like a family country. The room was quite spacious and well furnished. There was a lot of furniture, it stood in all corners, but at the same time, there was nothing superfluous. The house bought in Thailand had nothing to do with what was left in the past in the city of Poipet. Few people remembered about this hut, or spoke aloud. Of course, nostalgia lives in the soul of every person, but a person quickly gets used to luxury and rarely remembers poverty. Ahmed was so happy about this move that even Sultana was surprised to see her father so animated. It is possible that Ahmed simply rejoiced at his daughter’s happiness, and therefore was ready to do anything for her happiness. In addition, Ahmed managed to promote his business in Bangkok so that he hired a salesman and was engaged only in doing business. He opened his own store, which sold not only scarves, but also many other interesting goods. In addition, Ahmed knew how to cook deliciously, and he put his abilities into practice, realizing that students have no time to do cooking.

      CHAPTER 3

      Meanwhile, Igor was trying to find out about the Guilt cases, and the only thing he knew was that the restaurant would open on New Year’s Eve. Among other things, he found out about a guesthouse in Indonesia, and understood that this was not the limit. During these two years, Igor also managed to create a family, and was with his wife expecting a child. Life in Moscow has changed significantly, and it is impossible to say for the better or for the worse. There are fewer traffic jams on the roads, as the construction of a new modern transport system has been completed, which combined the metro, roads and railway lines into a single network. The main traffic was on the Big Ring Line (BCL) of the metro – the longest in the world, its length is