were in the pot and the soup only have to reach readiness, Tatiana sat down at the table to drink coffee and relax. And Intrusive thoughts constantly returned to that missing girl: what happened? They live very close to us… And the semen is not much younger than her. The woman was seized by severe anxiety.
The soup had dovarese and Tatiana went to feed the mother. She adjusted the pillows behind her and lifted them so that the Faith of Ilinichna was comfortable to sit:
– Well, let’s eat! – with one hand holding a plate on a stand and the other holding a spoon of soup, said Tatiana.
– What was that, Tanya? On TV they say the girl disappeared, everyone is looking for?
– Yes, Nadya Timofeeva. They are here, near us, live, on Voroshilov. Said was walking home from school and disappeared. Our neighbor Veronica know? Well, Genkina daughter? She studied in a class.
– Oh yeah? A mountain of some sort! Where could she have gone? Mother go crazy now goes! – in the eyes of Faith by Ilinichny reflected genuine sadness and concern.
– Invite everyone to go out searching. I think maybe I should go? The machine I have.
– Tanya, you go, it will be hard?
– In the garden to dig is not difficult, and it is difficult! Yes, I even shatter!
Well itself look. – agreed with her daughter Vera Ilyinishna.
In the evening, feeding and putting Faith Ilinichna to sleep, Tatiana turned on the computer and went to your page at Classmates. Exchanged a few messages with his friend from Kazakhstan, where they used to live, she decided to go to the homepage of the city.
On the main page, the woman immediately saw the focus on Nadia and link at the bottom of the group. By clicking on the link, Tatiana began to read comments.
The people in the group were many, several thousand people. The announcement of the loss was on the main television channels of the country and in the news on the Internet. People with totally different cities and areas and even our former compatriots from other hot countries discussed the incident. People were screaming at each other, each trying to prove their case and defend their version of events. Many psychics or as they called themselves, tried to contact local volunteers, in order to check their versions. Most of them shared the version that the girl was dead – murdered. Then there were different versions of what happened and a description of the perp. Psychics asked for a city map and mark the areas where you may be the girl’s body and where to find it. Many volunteers and local residents, independently involved in the search, i.e. not in the units themselves contacted psychics on the phone, hoping with their tips to find Nadia. Most Tatyana Petrovna interested in the psychic who writes under the name Michael the Archangel. He assured everyone that with his help, find a single man. The real name of the Archangel Michael, as he wrote knowing it was Mikhail Savchenko and he lived in the city of Tomsk with my family. Many sitting on this forum knew him in the case of the missing child in Tomsk. They and Savchenko claimed that Michael accurately called the date and the place where the child is found. Savchenko wrote that the girl killed her friend teen of about fourteen. Wrote that Nadia reached the bridge, where he met her and invited me to his home. There, according to Savchenko. the teenager tried to rape the girl and accidentally smothered, and in the evening the body was washed and buried near the home. Michael is very in detail described appearance of this teenager and where and with whom he lives. Also, he assured that he knows a place where a girl needs to look and that he wants people to check his vision.
Tatyana Petrovna had not noticed reading the forum that it’s been a while. Outside the window, dawn. My head was buzzing from the abundance of new information, and his eyes were red and ached from sitting too long at the computer. We had a little bit of sleep and to put his thoughts in order. Wearily dropping onto the bed and closing her eyes, Tatiana was fast asleep.
The morning dawned gray and cloudy. Waking up, the woman lay still for a long time and stared out the window at the drizzling rain, trying to move away from a dream that she had. Sleep was like a dream. Tatyana Petrovna has a dream that the missing girl came to her house:
– What are you doing here? – Tatyana asked the girl in a dream – everyone’s looking for you!
Nadia looked beautiful and her big sad eyes and said,
– Take me to Mama, please!
Everything was so realistic, as if it had not been a dream. It was more like a vision.
From the next room came the mother’s voice:
– Tanya, are you awake?
– Yes, I’m getting up!
Had to change my mother’s diaper, make Breakfast and feed. Tatiana decided that today, after I do all the household chores, go in search. It was only necessary to decide where to start looking. She got up and walked over to the mirror hanging on the opposite wall from the bed. The mirror on Tatiana watched an elderly, stout woman. Her peroxide bleached hair was cropped short, face, in spite of its rather advanced age, surprisingly it was quite smooth and almost without wrinkles. Gray eyes slightly narrowed, due to deteriorating in recent years of view. Tatiana put on her spectacles, and looked attentively at his reflection: “it was Quite an old woman!” she thought. It seems like only recently she was seven years old. Only recently she was in first grade. It seems that yesterday I was in school and then in College, where he became acquainted with her future husband. Wedding, birth of a son, the year after the birth of my second son. And constant cares, worries…at First waited, when the sons grow up, then finish school, then Institute, get married, get back on my feet…And constant thoughts of how to make money to the family in no way needed. Lived, thinking that the youth would never end, and life will be eternal… the Death of her husband came as a complete surprise. And then mother fell and broke her leg, had to quit his business, bringing a small, but still sufficient income to not have to count every penny, but also to help children and grandson. How quickly everything has flown by! In the childhood it seemed that life long, long. Now remembering the past, she had thought that her whole life is just a long train ride. Like just sat down, and out – come. She drove away from himself, who came not by the way thinking, “Okay, enough, today is full of Affairs…”
Chapter 7
Every day Tatiana went on a quest as a job. At first she decided to carefully search the area in which they lived, as it became known from the police that the girl got on CCTV camera, stand in the store and the notary. The notary is 10 minutes from the house Nadya Timofeeva. So it is necessary first of all to check the area 10 minutes walk from the house. It seems that there was not one Bush and garbage, where would Tatiana have not visited. It was necessary to turn all the garbage and waste that is thrown away by the residents of neighboring houses. The criminal could get rid of things girls and throw them in the trash. The police wanted to have some clue. Still never found the body nor the things of Nadi.
Tatiana met with local volunteers who as she searched for the child. Lyuba Sitnikov, a young 22 year old girl with her friend Elena Rybakova was looking for Nadia’s most exotic ways. For a start they went to a village located a few kilometers from the city to known in narrow circles of the woman said, taking the little girl’s picture in the hope that Baba Lucy will be able to tell them what happened with Nadia and where to find it. Baba Lucy shook the photo and said that she could not help anything and that they should go to Svetlana in a nearby village. But for them (since they
