“Here! Here you go!”
“What is it?”
“Medicines of the Upper from his safe. He wanted to hide them from us! You were right, he doesn't give us anything.”
“I… I'm not sure…”
“I started to play for time here. I just had to demand right away, I myself, with my intelligence and tact, adjusted it here. I am always too loyal to people! And these nonentities understand only power!”
“Vitor…”
“Shut up! You should be punished for your stupid behavior,” and Vitor Kors tightly squeezed his hair on the back of his head, forcing him to throw his face up, raised his hand over him, clenched into a fist. Nikto closed his eyes, but didn’t make a single attempt to somehow evade and free himself from Kors, to make him stop pulling his hair, to dodge his raised fist. Expecting a blow, he got a little tense.
Kors smiled with satisfaction and dropped his hand, which was raised above Nik’s face:
“But I love you too much and make allowances for your unreasonableness, although this is wrong,” he bent over him, still holding on to his hair:
“Next time, if you are foolish, I will punish you.”
“But…”
“Be silent! And don’t contradict me! Yes, we just had to come and destroy everything for this Cartmer. And pick up the drugs without all this talk and lyrics.”
“Lyrics?”
“And I spoke to him so politely. Well, now he understands who he is dealing with, and that we are not ignorant savages who are easily deceived! I can't be fooled!”
Kors impetuously embraced Nikto:
“I won't give you offense! Don't worry, my dear, what's that face? I've already forgiven you. Everything is good! It's already over, take it easy. We have the medicines,” he smiled triumphantly. “He would never have given them to us, he would have fooled us, hiding behind pseudoscience. And now we have them!”
And Nikto smiled at him forcibly.
“Yes, I have taught him a lesson. He will remember it forever that he shouldn't behave like that with blacks. I know those clever people who, using their position, try to mislead others. This number will not work with me! Now we will return to our place, I will give you an injection, and you will feel better.”
“I'm fine now.”
“And you will feel even better!”
“What if these drugs are really against constipation?”
Kors looked at him and laughed.
“Nik, my love, are you kidding me? A sense of humor is not your greatest strength. Everything will be fine, trust me,” he gently hugged Nik, stroking his head and kissed the cheek that was not covered by hair with his renewed letter on it. He kissed his letter, as he did constantly.