- What did it look like?- Nothing. Frowning, she turned her head and scanned the embankment carefully. People walked as if nothing had happened, the sea was still lazily sorting through the pebbles ...- Did I scare you? the young man asked again. He clearly had no intention of leaving her alone.“Yes…or rather, no,” she corrected herself quickly. - Thanks for the bag.You are alone today for the first time. I saw you from the pier and didn't even believe it at first.- How do you know me? – Peering into an unfamiliar face, Leah threw the belt over his shoulder. She felt uncomfortable.“I sang with your brother for many years.” His voice trembled slightly. Tall and rather swarthy, with black, slightly curly hair and dark brown eyes, the young man looked only a little older than her. “Christian knows me and my mother: she is the regent. After a pause, he smiled slightly. “I think it would be best if I walk you home.”Leah nodded in agreement. Christian really used to sing in the churc

Christian met his brother with a lawyer - a short, stout man with a stubby mustache and a shiny bald patch over a sloping forehead. William Woollis kept a small law office in the city and was a fairly well-known man. Christian had known him since childhood, since he was in charge of all family affairs during his father's time. - Don't worry. - Apparently, noticing with what tension Christian peered at the scoreboard, the lawyer patted him reassuringly on the back: - We will cover this case quickly and without consequences. I already know how to solve everything. The police have no reason to press any further charges. Carl's actions under state law fit into the concept of "self-defense." If he had not tried to protect himself, then at the scene of the accident there would have been two corpses instead of one. As for Anders, after giving evidence, they will leave him behind. William chuckled softly and added: “Everything is all right with Karl, and what’s there and how, it doesn’t co

The air was so humid that hands and face quickly became wet. In addition, it was raining lightly.Having unbuttoned his camisole, Yakir hung it on a stick driven into the side of the round platform. Tori watched him indulgently, occasionally casting eloquent glances at the dark windows of the residence. Waiting for Yakir to take a position opposite, he drew his sword and, carefully placing the scabbard on the sand, spoke: “For a long time, I confess, I wanted to talk to you. You made too much noise with that stopper [3] a year ago. Within the walls of this Academy, no one has allowed himself such a thing yet. Timini and I even barely filmed together. It is clear as day that you were helped - you yourself would not have hung him like that. It had to be thought of! The general almost got hit! Yakir shrugged. - Lafast said to figure it out yourself - I figured it out. This scoundrel deserved a real noose, not a couple of smiles. But he left me behind. The officer smiled wick

The wind blew up in earnest. Outside the window now and then there was a crackling of bushes bending down to the ground and the distant sound of the sea. “I called Vullis,” Carl said, breaking the long silence. – I want to transfer the house to Hamali. - To Mark? Christian was genuinely surprised. - Why on him? Carl shrugged. - I decided that this is optimal - for none of us it will be safe here anyway, and it’s a bit cramped for him and his mother in their closet. He paused and smiled. “But the family will keep the bills. Do you ever want to come back? Frowning in disbelief, Christian waved his hand. “Just tell Mark. It would be embarrassing if he found out from Woollis. And you need to do something with the body ... “Don’t worry about it; my people will clean up here. Carl frowned thoughtfully and looked again at the dial of the clock hanging over the kitchen door. Time to wake up my sister. Purring loudly, Bama entered the kitchen importantly. With a sniff of air,

It was cold in the bedroom. Through the window that opened from another gust, debris piled up on the windowsill. After drinking the potion, Leah took out a bag and, laying out the textbooks, carefully put away the icon and the icon lamp taken from the wall into it. The oil had to be poured out the window. There was nothing else to take, and knowing her brother, she was sure that Karl took care of everything.Neatly folded on the pillow were new things: a hat, thick leather trousers, a thin cotton shirt, and a black doublet with a red ribbon at the left shoulder. A little to the side, with the fur up, was a long black cloak rolled up. It all looked so fabulous and ridiculous that Leah chuckled nervously and stood indecisively for a minute, not knowing whether to change now or take clothes with her. Finally, as if waking up, she looked back at the unlocked door and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. The suit fit, but looking at herself in the mirror hanging opposite the table, Leah involun