– What do I do? See you around? – I managed to ask Anatoly in the end.
– You're doing the right thing. Live your life, she'll point you in the right direction. On account of our meetings – we meet again, if it be the will…
Eldar's gone.
***
Stas was sitting by the window with his eyes closed, fingering the rosary in his hands. The apartment was quiet, harmony, peace. But in a second he was blatantly and rudely disturbed by a very extravagant way. Stas immediately felt the raging flood poured ice water, God knows whence undertaken. Soaked from head to toe and managed to catch a feeling of chills, he came to. Before him stood Dean with an empty ten-litre bucket.
– I told you not to get in my head, didn't I? Next time, it won't be water, it'll be acid on your head. You know I'm not kidding.
– Dean, it was a necessary measure justified by the Stas. I can't understand anything. The chief has instructed me to visit every four hours the consciousness of our new friend, and report on the results that where as. He's unpredictable, so dangerous. And I've been trying to do it for fifteen minutes without success. You went to Thailand together. What's the matter? Why are you alone, where is she? I can't track his location, his thoughts, anything.…
– I left him on the island, let him think a little about how to communicate with the ladies. Report, you say. Necessity, you say? You must have forgotten that the world invented cell phones and fortunately I have one. Call was impossible?
– Have you seen your phone lately? When you turn it on, pay attention to the fifteen missed calls.
Dean pulled out his cell phone, he was really off.
– Okay, I'm sorry, but about the acid – you know, I'll do it. Look for other ways to communicate. But what happened to the Roofing is really interesting. But even more interestingly, I was also asked to report on it. I was just at the chief with the report when he blocked external influence. I knew it was you, even though he didn't say anything. I had a couple of hours to wander through the urban jungle, had lunch with a charming boy at his expense. Girls it is easier. Sat down, smiled, babbled some nonsense and it's yours.
– Why are you doing this, you earn enough? – neponimayusche asked Stas, removing wet nepodatlivuyu t-shirt, lipnuvshuyu to body.