Palmist. Books 1,2,3. Tsvetana Alеkhina
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– Soon. With these words, the man who entered his house presented his documents.
– Your daughter is alive.
– «Alive?»
– Yes. And you’ll see each other soon.
– Who are you?
– Your daughter is in Russia now. Very soon, she will be free, and you will need to help her get back. Since she does not have a passport. I cannot tell you everything now, I have fulfilled my mission, and it is time for me to return to my homeland.
The arrested driver was taken to the police station and was awaiting interrogation. Meanwhile, Jamal called Arthur and told him everything. He was instructed to kill the driver by any means so that he would not have time to tell anything. Jamal started to execute immediately. The police were sure that the man taken was their trump card, and they would be able to use him to take Arthur. The door of the prison cell opened with a creek, and another detainee was pushed into it. – Now you are not alone. Stay quiet. The door slammed shut and footsteps could be heard retreating. Jamal did a great job. When the time came for the interrogation, the driver turned out to be dead. His neighbor justified himself by saying that it was an accident during a fight.
CHAPTER 8
Arthur’s business was going well. The girls were delivered. Restaurants were preparing to open. Arthur himself showed no interest in them. His main restaurant was the Oriental Fairy Tale. This was his abode, where the villain spent his days and nights. All events that happened to him knocked him out of his rut, and he did not want to spend the night alone in his apartment. Moreover, he has awakened an interest in Wine. Perhaps it was just an interest, since he did not know what love was. Rather, it was an animal instinct, as Arthur was experiencing a frenzied attraction. Somehow, the guilt was stuck in his head, and he did not want to drive away this feeling. His health was completely in order, and Arthur was full of energy.
Vina was a gentle and romantic girl. She was sincere in her feelings, and felt remorse for not telling the truth about that incident with the police. She was so scared at that moment that she did not know what to say and therefore lied. She wanted to admit it so much, and Vina was waiting for the right opportunity.
Meanwhile, Arthur was not happy that Sultana’s father was still alive. They are just damn lucky. Her father literally manages to get away from bullets, and his daughter even manages to escape from the morgue. It is like a paradox. Well, how is it? Arthur was pacing around the office and smoking a pipe. «Bring me some coffee.» He bellowed through the door. —I’ll kill him myself.» I will settle things here and kill this father, this girl. I know whose handiwork it is. I will kill all three of them. No them, no problem. First her father, then him, and then her, when there will be no one to intercede for her. Coffee was brought to him, and he sat down in an armchair. I know how to pin this palmist to the wall. This predictor will get his.
Amir came as soon as he was invited. Arthur greeted him with a satisfied smile. And he behaved extremely politely. – How are you doing? Amir shrugged his shoulders in bewilderment, sensing something not good. He knew the man’s future steps, and so far, everything was going well, Amir was calm. The only thing he wanted to know was the location of Sultana. – How was your studies?
– Thank you, good. I like to study. Especially when the profession is a pleasure.
– You come from Laos, Pakse city. So? Amir silently agreed. And your father is here with you now. In Moscow. Amir went cold. – Sultana’s father is also still alive. You can go now. That is all I wanted to say. After hearing the words, Amir himself wanted to kill this man. But reason brought him to his senses, and he calmly left the office. Amir walked a long distance and took the subway in oblivion drove his stop. He came home late at night, and after looking at his father, he silently went to bed. His father was full of strength and patience, Rashid patiently waited for the next events.
– Father. You should not stay in Moscow anymore. You could get killed. Go home.
– You too. Do not forget that. That is why I’m here. Better, tell me his next steps.
– He is having a lull. The villain is preparing for the opening. He killed his man in Poipet. This is a minimal loss.
– Yes. This is a minimal loss. Then what?
– Then we will have to save Sultana’s father again.
– Why we have to save Sultana’s father. Let the police handle it. After all, this person knows that he is in danger. Let him save himself.
– Yes. But I know the exact date of the assassination attempt on him. And if I know, then I have to save. Her father is very important to her. Sultana has no mother; she is very attached to her father.
– OK. Let it be so. Did you come here to study or to save some father?
– Father. I inherited this gift from you. And I use it for its intended purpose. With these words, Amir left for the institute.
It was Friday night, Vina was preparing for a performance. The doorbell rang, and when she opened it, she saw Arthur, who, as always, unexpectedly came. – Wine, Vinochka. Are you going to dance? Vina looked at him in bewilderment.
– Yes. What happened?
– «You don’t have to dance anymore.
– Why? Am I a bad dancer?
– No. You are the best. And that’s the whole problem. Arthur was standing near the front door, not daring to go through. He was afraid not to keep control over himself. Vina looked up at him questioningly once more. – I do not want you to dance anymore. Guilt’s eyes filled with tears. She decided that this was the end.
– How do you mean? Arthur did not dare to utter these words, and hesitated.
– «Now you’re going to dance for me.» Vina could not believe what she had heard. She went crazy and approached him in a tight.
– How do you mean? Arthur could not help but kiss her. Guilt reciprocated his feelings.
Two twin sisters performed at the restaurant that evening. They just excited the whole hall, and the audience called them for an encore. From that evening, Vina stopped her performances; she tried on other outfits and was going to dinner with Arthur. Arthur waited patiently, and did not think about the time. He was just happy and did not think about anything else. Vina did not have a dress that could be suitable for dinner in a restaurant. Therefore, quickly sorting through the wardrobe, she picked up her best outfits and quickly dressed up and approached Arthur. Arthur was intoxicated by her beauty and did not pay attention to her clothes. – Let’s go. I am hungry. They left the entrance and got into the car.
Arthur and Vina were sitting at the table like a married couple. It was a surprise to everyone. They were served dinner, and they behaved as if they had known each other all their lives. In fact, Vina felt very constrained, and tried