Palmist. Tsvetana Alekhina

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СКАЧАТЬ herself, it seemed to her that everyone around her was leaving her. The car brought her to Arthur’s private plane, and she was prematurely delivered to Moscow.

      Moscow was preparing for the Day of knowledge. There was a week left until 1 September. Students stocked up on textbooks and notebooks, flower sellers received orders for bouquets. Lyosha and Amir were sitting in a pizzeria and enjoying the last days of the outgoing summer. – It is somewhat boring.

      – Yes, there are not enough girls.

      – I am not talking about them. I miss my gift. I need to apply it somewhere. I fade out without him. Do you understand?

      – To be honest, no. If I get bored, it means that I have not been with a woman for a long time and have not received female energy.

      – Yes, you are an obvious womanizer. Lyosha looked at his friend with a smile. His smile was so funny. His front upper teeth bulged forward so much, Lyosha did not notice it or just got used to it, and it attracted attention, including women. Lyosha had no problems with girls, and he did not value them. Amir still shunned them. Their sweet conversation was interrupted by a phone call. Igor called and asked Amir to come. Amir gladly agreed and took Lyosha with him to make it more fun.

      – What happened? A man was sitting in Igor’s apartment, he looked kindly at the guests who arrived and gave the floor to Igor.

      – It is okay. It is just that this young man has very strong problems in his personal life. Women just run away from him. And the last time, a woman who is very dear to him left him. I wanted to ask you to help him. Maybe you know the reason. Amir listened attentively to Igor, and silently examined the two feet of his friend’s feet.

      – Who do you work for?

      – A pathologist.

      – By whom? Amir could not stand it and laughed. You know, if I were your girlfriend, I would run away too. Just do not be offended. The guy looked at Amir sadly.

      – And what exactly is the matter?

      – That is the whole reason that you do not understand. Women should not be told what is happening at your work. And even more so on yours. Your position is not enviable. And your details just scare them. They run from you like the devil from incense.

      – That is right. This guy was so simple and straightforward, he just couldn’t be any different. After a long conversation, Amir agreed to come to his work. He was interested in getting into the morgue himself.

      – See you later. And don’t forget what I told you. This meeting, as well as the meeting with Igor, was not accidental in Amir’s life. In the future, she will play a big role in the events taking place.

      Meanwhile, the man who carried out Arthur’s orders found out that Sultana’s father was alive. Ahmed was seriously injured, Karima took care of him, and her husband looked after the house. They did not know that the guard who shot Ahmed was seriously wounded in the same hospital.

      This man has done his job masterfully. He made his way to the hospital and injected through a syringe into a vial with a dropper solution some kind of remedy, after which a cardiac arrest occurred. Walking along the corridor, he saw Ahmed lying in the slightly open door of the ward, he hesitated, and not knowing what to do, he quickly left the building. Having reported to his boss about the work done quickly and efficiently, the killer did not tell that Sultana’s father was alive, and the same woman who delivered her to him was taking care of him.

      When he came to, Ahmed immediately asked about his daughter. They could not hide the truth from him for so long, and the truth had to be told. Ahmed’s eyes grew sad. Ahmed fell into silence, spoke occasionally, mostly answered questions briefly. An investigator came to his ward and accepted a statement about the abduction of his daughter.

      The sultan was placed in some kind of basement room, which was illuminated by a dim light; there were no windows in this room. The door was tightly closed, and it seemed to her that no one could hear her from outside. It was like a laundry room, or a vegetable warehouse. This warehouse was empty. Her accommodation, which was rented for her in Phnom Penh, was much better. It was a whole house, and she felt like a mistress. – Nothing, I will get out of here. She spoke, but no one heard her. After sitting there for exactly a day, she was transferred to a room that was not very cozy, when she was led down the corridor, she realized that she was in a restaurant, and this room was for relaxation. The sultan was fed dinner, and she spent a day in this room. No matter how she tried to find out something, no one talked to her, even the employees of this restaurant; they walked by as if she was not there. The girl gained patience and began to wait in the wings. The main staff of this restaurant was brought from Morocco, as Arthur had Arab roots; they were cooks and a bartender. The bartender, knew several languages, including Russian, and was one of Arthur’s loyal people. The waiters were brought from different countries, including Cambodia, but this did not help the Sultan, it was simply forbidden to talk to her. Arthur knew Russian, but he used this language when it was extremely necessary.

      CHAPTER 4

      Sultana was waiting in the wings; Arthur was waiting in the wings. A great plan had matured in his head, and luck helped him in everything. Arthur kept Sultana just for one performance in a restaurant. Further, he no longer needed her, and he planned to get rid of her in such a way that no one could establish her identity and find traces. He found her a suitable replacement, no less worthy than her. It was an Indian woman from Indonesia who was in no way inferior to the Sultan. She is also good-looking, also danced only Indian dances in Indian costumes, and is poor in origin. He plans to replace one dancer with another, and the audience will not feel the difference, and will not have time to get used to the dancer in one evening. But this evening will gather a full hall of people. Arthur rejoiced, and did not think about the problems.

      Arthur made frequent flights from one country to another, as he had his dirty business in several Indo-European countries. In one of which he found this Indian woman Guilty. A guard who informed him that Sultana’s father was alive and being cared for by a woman who helped her escape overshadowed his happiness.

      – The blockhead. You let him live. Why did I send you? I want you to ruin my whole holiday. Arthur pulled out a gun and took it off the safety and shot the guy in the head. The gun was with a silencer, no one heard the shot, and Arthur called his partner to get rid of the corpse as soon as possible. – People know how to spoil the mood, he said, and stepping over the corpse went outside and went to a restaurant to watch the performance of Guilt. Arthur watched this girl dance perfectly, the audience would not feel the difference, he thought, without taking into account the opinion of the Guilt itself. The girl did not know yet that she was already considered a slave in Arthur’s opinion, and she was going to perform in restaurants in Moscow. Arthur also thought about what actions Sultana’s father had managed to commit against him. This news crept into Arthur’s head and gave him no peace. This girl is nothing but trouble, he thought, looking at the new dancer. Guilt, unaware that evil itself was looking at her, came up to him and seductively let out a wave with her stomach. Arthur gave her a sly wink, and the girl smiled back.

      Unlike Sultana, Vina had the advantage that this girl was not a dancer; she worked at a dance school and taught dancing to girls, girls. A friend of her family invited her to work in the restaurant, he asked her to help him. His restaurant had fallen into disrepair and he was on the verge of bankruptcy. Arthur did not suspect that it would not be so easy for him to take this girl to Russia. She was poor, but she was not as lonely as Sultana was. She СКАЧАТЬ