Weapon Of Olegov. Full version. Nikolay Lakutin

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      Yeah, funny thing – in my head flashed – don't know how they'll be looking for me, however, that there is to know, again, try to get in the head. But then they knew where I was, clearly followed, calculated, and now no. Okay, I will wait, time will tell – Anatoly summarized and went to collect something to a table.

      ***

      In the brigade there were various rumors about the disappearance of Tolik. Someone rejoiced, envious he had a lot, someone quietly drew conclusions. The group of Alexei Vorontsov, who asked Tolik for help a few days ago, was confused. Alexey was tired to lift communications in search of the person who received a solid advance and still never, not failed business. He, of course, heard that the firm "Anima" – is not a cowboy firm and a financial issue with her to resolve as desired, but Tolik was decided in the past task and more difficult. To think that it is stupid to have disappeared with the advance – did not want to. Nor was he a poor man. Advance, of course, was impressive, but for Tolik he could not be the reason for the disappearance.

      Alexey could not these days think of anything, except one:

      – What happened in Anima's office after all? Why is there no news about Tolik, and is it worth looking for another negotiator…

      ***

      This morning met Novosibirsk bright sunlight and cloudless sky. Anatoly already went for a morning jog, took something in the convenience store for Breakfast and, coming out of the shower, suddenly heard some movement in the kitchen. He rented the apartment alone, didn't bring anyone here. With the tenant agreed to meet today, but closer to dinner. The time on the clock was a quarter to nine.

      – Good morning, Tolya. The coffee is almost ready, now I will make sausages, and it will be possible to have Breakfast. Still, you should not smoked are not taken, so have Breakfast what we have – he heard a girl's voice from the kitchen.

      Anatoly froze on the spot from such an unexpected turn of events. In addition to all that would be surprising, there was another factor that only he could know – in the store, forty minutes ago, he really thought about taking a smoked sausage or an ordinary doctor's. Chose the second option. What kind of guys put it in circulation? There were many questions…

      – Well, how long you gonna stand there? Not dressed?

      Because of the angle looked the red-haired girl, glanced at the robe of the tenant and once again disappeared behind the jamb.

      – Come on, Breakfast is ready, please to the table – as something outrageous thriftily she said.

      Anatoly did not utter a word, dutifully went into the kitchen, sat down on a chair and began to observe further events.

      Girl put a glass of hot coffee Anatolia, then himself. Removed from the stove scrambled eggs, laid on plates, as well as the hostess put them. The end of the pickles was a saucer with sliced sausage and triangles cut loaf.

      – Katya – she said sitting at the chair opposite, completely out of place.

      Anatoly held five fingers in the face for a few moments with his eyes closed, then took a glass of:

      – How much sugar did you put in?

      – Two.

      Anatoly nodded in approval and took a SIP. Judging by the expression, he was quite pleased. In the course went scrambled eggs and sandwiches…

      Had Breakfast in silence, only from time to time, exchanging glances. When dishes were empty, Katya asked:

      – I take it you're with us?

      – I take it that's true.

      – When are you ready to start?

      – Probably, at first it would be nice to understand what exactly to start. I don't really know what kind of job they want to offer me, no terms, no … no.

      – I know, I also got into Anima. Knew not what, or who, or where, and especially why…

      – You can start to talk about how they got into the apartment? I didn't notice your shoes in the hallway, you're barefoot now. Did you go to the landing? As the door opened?

      The girl stared at Anatoly, then smiled, silently gathered the dishes from the table, shifting them in the sink. Started to wash the dishes.

      – Interesting… very interesting, what does he see in you?

      – I'm just as interested. With him I had little contact, but it was enough to conclude that he is not a fool. And if he's doing something, then that makes sense.

      The girl turned with a pleasant surprised smile.

      – Good point.

      So, how did you get into my apartment.

      – Let's start with the fact that this is not your apartment!

      – So this is your place? Holy crap, and I'm racking my brains, so you're the landlady? Who's the woman I was paying off?

      The girl turned off the water, put the dishes in their places and turned to Anatoly, crossed his arms.

      – Are you serious?

      Anatoly, catching a serious look, and he doubted the logical conclusions that he had just voiced.

      I don't know anymore. You don't answer my questions, what should I think?

      – The guys say you're good at subconscious? You get into other people's thoughts, you can control them … why haven't you done that to answer your questions?

      – Because I prefer to be myself. Work is work. Besides, I don't do anything. In the heads of honest citizens, I do not climb.

      – Thank you for the compliment. Still, take a chance, I'll allow it.

      – That's another question.

      Anatoly suddenly changed and in a split second the eyes had penetrated into the bowels of the eyeballs Katya. It only took him a few seconds, after which he said, :

      – So you're a Stalker.

      – Not bad.

      – Well, what are you, Dinochka, Kate-presented?

      – Well, that's good now. That's why I introduced myself to understand what kind of fruit you are. Well, where did I leave my shoes-do you already know?

      Anatoly closed his eyes, rubbed them again and gave five:

      – Far. Evo as you here with Baikal the skidded, youthful teleport talent. Don't you worry about the shale on the coast? Drown somewhere, while the hostess for thousands of kilometers?

      – Slates are really cool, but sometimes you have to sacrifice the most expensive. The work we do is serious, you know so, will lead – so lead.

      – I was ordered – she continued, exchanging smiles urgently to be here, just bathed, went to the Bank, thank God, managed to dress, not to oil shale was. Slipper our you control, waited a convenient time when you're in the shower and here I am.

      Anatoly has just noticed that Dina's hair is wet.

      – Nice team you have there. And so much attention to my humble person. Flattered.

      – Stop playing the fool. Roofing, I understand that you have many questions concerning the activities of "Anima" in particular underground activities, in fact it was there you invited. We really need you and need either a one-time, but constantly. I can't tell you everything right now, but we are dealing with very serious issues that essentially boil down to one big task. To a noble task, really worthwhile. Up to date to introduce you will I and Stas.

      – The one that's slipper, that lives in my head more than in his?

      – Well, you know, stop – go thought something to read, and that I feel is unnecessary. Yes, he is. Nice guy. If all in force, then pack your bags, us in General already it is time.

      Anatoly for a moment he sat, finishing his coffee. Then summed up:

      – Okay, I need ten minutes.

      Ten