Eva. Valentin Kolesnikov

He landed on his ass with a loud slam against the chair. In

      an instant, he jumped up and rushed menacingly in my direction. Eve was on her feet with

      lightning speed and with a precise blow to the attacker's temple, she dropped him to the floor.

      Four began to rise to help him, but they immediately received Eve's blows with his right leg and

      arm almost simultaneously. Their bodies settled into their places, and the lying man, who came

      to his senses, began to speak threateningly, rummaging in his jacket pocket:

      – The boys from Azov will be waiting for you at the next stop, now, now | will call! – growling

      menacingly, and staggering to his feet, holding a smartphone in his hand. | tore the mobile

      phone out of his hands and, putting a slap in the face to the temple, threw the attacker to the

      door.

      – So phones me?! – Approaching the awakened ones, he shouted to them. They reluctantly

      reached into their pockets, taking their cell phones, we got off at the Obolon station. | decided

      to drown the seized connection in the lake, which was nearby. We turned to the shore and all

      five mobile phones were drowned in the lake … Eva gave me a fabulously unforgettable night,

      and in the morning, from her words, | wrote down the valuable data that she managed to

      collect from representatives of the CIA and MI-6 during the meetings held at the Khreshchatyk

      restaurant, which tipsy clients shared willingly ignoring the intellect of a beautiful girl of easy

      virtue, unaware that before them is an agent of the highest class. While extracting valuable

      information without ever giving herself over to these bumpkins, she extracted secret

      intelligence data. She checked how | would transmit, encrypting the information, and began to

      help me, which turned out gracefully and quickly. Our text did not differ from a friendly letter to

      our former classmate. Then Eva said her real name, that her name was Irina Andreevna

      Sumskaya. That she was selected in an orphanage to study at an intelligence school from

      childhood, that Larisa Andreevna Ivanova was a teacher in an orphanage in Sumy, hence her

      patronymic, surname, and name. She left me exactly at 12 o'clock in the afternoon, forbidding

      me to see me off and referring to conspiracy, and disappeared from erotic networks. Before she

      left, she told me, look for me if you and | survive, when this bacchanalia is over, | will hope and

      wait. Two weeks later, | asked the head waiter about a girl named Your-X-Eva, the employee

      answered me that the girl disappeared without even taking her documents from the safe, and

      left expensive computer equipment, a camera, and a smartphone with recordings of her show .

      Returning late in the evening from the Khreshchatyk restaurant, where | decided to celebrate

      the completion of Operation Your-X-Eva, | looked at the laptop monitor with the hope of an

      answer from Galley Shavkatovich, and there was an encrypted letter. | feverishly copied the text

      onto coated paper, then scanned it onto two translucent cigarette-type sheets, and applied it to

      the printed text of the book, illuminated it with an ultraviolet determinant of the authenticity of

      currencies, and saw the original text of the encryption:

      “Thank you for your valuable information. The agent, having discovered a failure, returned to

      base. You act according to the "sleep" program. Upon re-preservation, you will receive a

      ciphergram. End of connection! – having read the message, burned the sheets, lowered the

      ashes into the toilet, and having compiled an encrypted response to a friend, immediately sent

      a letter. Then he put the book with the cipher on the bookshelf, and he began to search the

      Your-X-Eva networks, but there were no traces of it anywhere. On the erotic site, many clients

      and fans arose with the same question:

      "My treasure, Baby, Angel – where are you?! My treasure, Baby, Angel – where are you?!" -

      having made an erotic sensation on the net, Irina Andreevna, aka Your-X-Eva, disappeared

      without a trace. Remaining in thought in front of the monitor, suddenly the doorbell rang.

      Three men stood in front of the door, one introduced himself as an SBU officer, and pointing an

      open ID and a search warrant, said:

      – You are the one who last saw this girl living in the Khreshchatyk Hotel, who left with you and

      did not return to the hotel. You are suspected of stealing a person, so we will search your place

      and detain you until the circumstances of the disappearance are clarified! Put handcuffs on

      him! – this was followed by the procedure of putting on handcuffs and the beginning of the

      search. They ransacked the apartment for a long time. After a scandalous divorce from my wife,

      with such reluctance and difficulty, | put things in order, putting everything in its place, but the

      silent two guys did not stand on ceremony with anything. Nothing seemed to interest them,

      except to ruthlessly destroy everything that fell under their hands. My books lay on the floor,

      linen from the cupboards, framed portraits pulled out of their frames and thrown on floor. |

      tried to ask them to be careful with things, but one of them said to the other in English, ignoring

      me:

      – This goat stole our girl, and still dares to powder our brains?!

      – Bill, you won't believe it, for her sake | asked to come here to this pigsty, to take a break from

      narcissistic wife!

      – Gentlemen, I'm sorry about her too! We wanted to get married, but she disappeared! – | said.

      – Bill, is he a cuckold for life?!

      – And that in this pigsty to live with a diamond and not be a cuckold, is it unfair?!

      – Hey major, he's not guilty, let him go and don't start a business! No one needs scandals in our

      department, and we will not be patted on the head because of this girl! | hope you

      understand?!

      – Yes, how is it? | have already registered the case!

      – Do you have a report about the disappearance of a girl from loved ones? Not! Close the case,

      this is an order!

      – But, Colonel, what about my reputation?

      – Your reputation is to follow my orders, you understand! Uncuff a suspect?!

      Having escaped with a slight fright, | accompanied the uninvited guests to the door, and began

      to sort out the scattered things and books around the apartment. The power was suddenly

      turned off. In order to kill time until the next appearance of electricity in the network, with a

      light heart, | went for a walk, having learned from the reports of events that high-ranking

      officials