Weapon Of Olegov. Full version

…

the text disappeared.

Yeah, funny thing – in my head flashed – don't know how they'll be looking for me, however, that there is to know, again, try to get in the head. But then they knew where I was, clearly followed, calculated, and now no. Okay, I will wait, time will tell – Anatoly summarized and went to collect something to a table.

***

In the brigade there were various rumors about the disappearance of Tolik. Someone rejoiced, envious he had a lot, someone quietly drew conclusions. The group of Alexei Vorontsov, who asked Tolik for help a few days ago, was confused. Alexey was tired to lift communications in search of the person who received a solid advance and still never, not failed business. He, of course, heard that the firm "Anima" – is not a cowboy firm and a financial issue with her to resolve as desired, but Tolik was decided in the past task and more difficult. To think that it is stupid to have disappeared with the advance – did not want to. Nor was he a poor man. Advance, of course, was impressive, but for Tolik he could not be the reason for the disappearance.

Alexey could not these days think of anything, except one:

– What happened in Anima's office after all? Why is there no news about Tolik, and is it worth looking for another negotiator…

***

This morning met Novosibirsk bright sunlight and cloudless sky. Anatoly already went for a morning jog, took something in the convenience store for Breakfast and, coming out of the shower, suddenly heard some movement in the kitchen. He rented the apartment alone, didn't bring anyone here. With the tenant agreed to meet today, but closer to dinner. The time on the clock was a quarter to nine.

– Good morning, Tolya. The coffee is almost ready, now I will make sausages, and it will be possible to have Breakfast. Still, you should not smoked are not taken, so have Breakfast what we have – he heard a girl's voice from the kitchen.

Anatoly froze on the spot from such an unexpected turn of events. In addition to all that would be surprising, there was another factor that only he could know – in the store, forty minutes ago, he really thought about taking a smoked sausage or an ordinary doctor's. Chose the second option. What kind of guys put it in circulation? There were many questions…

– Well, how long you gonna stand there? Not dressed?

Because of the angle looked the red-haired girl, glanced at the robe of the tenant and once again disappeared behind the jamb.

– Come on, Breakfast is ready, please to the table – as something outrageous thriftily she said.

Anatoly did not utter a word, dutifully went into the kitchen, sat down on a chair and began to observe further events.

Girl put a glass of hot coffee Anatolia, then himself. Removed from the stove scrambled eggs, laid on plates, as well as the hostess put them. The end of the pickles was a saucer with sliced sausage and triangles cut loaf.

– Katya – she said sitting at the chair opposite, completely out of place.

Anatoly held five fingers in the face for a few moments with his eyes closed, then took a glass of:

– How much sugar did you put in?

– Two.

Anatoly nodded in approval and took a SIP. Judging by the expression, he was quite pleased. In the course went scrambled eggs and sandwiches…

Had Breakfast in silence, only from time to time, exchanging glances. When dishes were empty, Katya asked:

– I take it you're with us?

– I take it that's true.

– When are you ready to start?

– Probably, at first it would be nice to understand what exactly to start. I don't really know what kind of job they want to offer me, no terms, no … no.

– I know, I also got into Anima. Knew not what, or who, or where, and especially why…

– You can start to talk about how they got into the apartment? I didn't notice your shoes in the hallway, you're barefoot now. Did you go to the landing? As the door opened?

The girl stared at Anatoly, then smiled, silently gathered the dishes from the table, shifting them in the sink. Started to wash the dishes.

– Interesting… very interesting, what does he see in you?

– I'm just as interested. With him I had little contact, but it was enough to conclude that he is not a fool. And if he's doing something, then that makes sense.

The girl turned with a pleasant surprised smile.

– Good point.

So, how did you get into my apartment.

– Let's start with the fact that this is not your apartment!

– So this is your place? Holy crap, and I'm racking my brains, so you're the landlady? Who's the woman I was paying off?

The girl turned off the water, put the dishes in their places and turned to Anatoly, crossed his arms.

– Are you serious?

Anatoly, catching a serious look, and he doubted the logical conclusions that he had just voiced.

I don't know anymore. You don't answer my questions, what should I think?

– The guys say you're good at subconscious? You get into other people's thoughts, you can control them … why haven't you done that to answer your questions?

– Because I prefer to be myself. Work is work. Besides, I don't do anything. In the heads of honest citizens, I do not climb.

– Thank you for the compliment. Still, take a chance, I'll allow it.

– That's another question.

Anatoly suddenly changed and in a split second the eyes had penetrated into the bowels of the eyeballs Katya. It only took him a few seconds, after which he said, :

– So you're a Stalker.

– Not bad.

– Well, what are you, Dinochka, Kate-presented?

– Well, that's good now. That's why I introduced myself to understand what kind of fruit you are. Well, where did I leave my shoes-do you already know?

Anatoly closed his eyes, rubbed them again and gave five:

– Far. Evo as you here with Baikal the skidded, youthful teleport talent. Don't you worry about the shale on the coast? Drown somewhere, while the hostess for thousands of kilometers?

– Slates are really cool, but sometimes you have to sacrifice the most expensive. The work we do is serious, you know so, will lead – so lead.

– I was ordered – she continued, exchanging smiles urgently to be here, just bathed, went to the Bank, thank God, managed to dress, not to oil shale was. Slipper our you control, waited a convenient time when you're in the shower and here I am.

Anatoly has just noticed that Dina's hair is wet.

– Nice team you have there. And so much attention to my humble person. Flattered.

– Stop playing the fool. Roofing, I understand that you have many questions concerning the activities of "Anima" in particular underground activities, in fact it was there you invited. We really need you and need either a one-time, but constantly. I can't tell you everything right now, but we are dealing with very serious issues that essentially boil down to one big task. To a noble task, really worthwhile. Up to date to introduce you will I and Stas.

– The one that's slipper, that lives in my head more than in his?

– Well, you know, stop – go thought something to read, and that I feel is unnecessary. Yes, he is. Nice guy. If all in force, then pack your bags, us in General already it is time.

Anatoly for a moment he sat, finishing his coffee. Then summed up:

– Okay, I need ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Anatoly was already suited and booted. In a hand he held a small bag with things which managed to get also keys from the apartment.

– I need to arrange an urgent meeting with the hostess, give her the keys.

– There's no time for that. Leave the keys on the table, the hostess has a spare, she will come to dinner, as you agreed. Go into a flat – pick.

– Here the door itself is not closed at the exit. Leave it open?

– Trust me.

Anatoly put the keys and money on the kitchen table, checked all electrical appliances, Windows, lights, water. The results were satisfied.

– Are you ready?

– That's right-the tenant reported.

– Hand.

Anatoly reached out to Dina and in a moment saw a completely different layout of the kitchen, different from that which had been. Other furniture, other area. I felt a slight nausea and dizziness.

Usually in these moments, people are very amusing thoughts, love to read, but still share the feeling of nausea in General does not appeal. Or did you do it on purpose? a young voice was heard behind him.

Anatoly turned around.

– Stas, the guy held out his hand.

– Tolya.

Yeah, I know. Welcome aboard, Tolyan.

***

Alexei Vorontsov is finally exhausted in search of Shred. It took various attempts to learn anything and through the "Oskolkova" and through their and even through secret friends in "Anime". All he learned is that Singh entered the room unharmed. As he went out – nobody had seen. Access to the upper Alexei was not, the consequences could only guess. He decided not to take any action regarding Anima. Too much has happened behind the scenes here and, remarkably, nothing of this shady life promised success to Alexei. The more he probed "Anima", the more convinced that this company is"too tough for him." Eventually, he abandoned the idea and focused on the "smaller fish". He recovered the lost funds for an advance Fraction in less than a month. His life went on as usual.

***

The day was in full swing in the city. People hurried about their business. Someone sold something, someone signed contracts, someone unsuccessfully tried to imitate the first and second. Most people involved in this nonsense. What is a manufacturing plant people here have forgotten for a long time. Julia was squatting in one of the service stations.

– For the fourth time already this year the brake pads are changed, lady. You'd have been quieter somehow. Won and the rubber was worn out, this year is made, that's the stamp with the date-annoyed master.

– I don't like to drive like pensioners. I have the machine is not for a relaxed drive and character appropriate. I find it easier often to change pads and tires than to watch me overtake cyclists – said the girl. My choice. I'm not telling you how to drive?

– Fair enough, sorry. All ready, you can take the car.

Julia paid for the repair and squealing tires, rushed off the highway. To her surprise, she was recalled a recent passenger more often than he allowed himself to ever think about man. Like nothing happened between them. But some contact still occurred, hooked her somewhere deep. She stood on the waterfront, looking at the seagulls, which ironically today flew in pairs, and thought that it was time to have nailed "to the pier." Too much sbrozzola it "seas" in search of happiness, but only lost time in vain. There was a lot of flirting, tackles, instantaneous worthless admirers, but the man in the full understanding of the word, she never met. She again was plunged in thought:

– Still something in the hitcher was so, valuable, but not on the surface, but deep… maybe the eyes…

***

– He's with us, all right. Good. Yes. Today? Understood. Make. Good-Stas put an up.

– Come on, what's that? Dean asked.

Stas edges nodded.

– Did something happen? – Anatoly asked.

– We always have something going on – said Stas.

Dina was wary.

– Plans change, the flight arrives today. At the moment he breaks away from the runway in Hong Kong. The plane will arrive in nine hours. So let's quickly enter the Tolyan in the course of business, how much time, perhaps, our friend immediately and will be baptism of fire.

Dean looked skeptical Stas, then to Anatolia. Not say anything.

– He wants to see you in 10 minutes. After nine asked Stas to Dean – and, by the way, why are you barefoot? What were you guys doing?

– Oh, you think you're embarrassed, we're adults. All by mutual consent with full non-resistance of the parties! – Dina played along.

Anatoly only released talkers wistful, partly embarrassed and with that fatherly look.

The guys are still a little joke on this subject, then Dean went into the next room, and Stas with him went into the hall and began the process of learning and socialization in a circle of close Corporation "Anima".

***

In the tea valley, among the smooth rolling rough terrain and enchanting aromas, which are many in China, in a cozy gazebo sat a man in black glasses and a hood. He was talking to Dina.:

– What do you think about this guy?

– Don't know yet.

– That's good. So it is not so simple, which seems at first glance.

Not easy. He is not a fool, it's fact. Behaves cautiously, it is felt in everything. Very much keep back, no, rather simply does not apply. He's careful.

It's understandable. Well, fine, I guess I was right about him.

– I noticed something.

– Continue.

– When he went through my head…

– Did he go through your head? – reproachfully asked the man in the black glasses.

– He didn't do it until I asked him to.

Okay, so what?

– When he read the information, his eyes changed very much. It has nothing to do with Stas ' look when he works. This look is not evil, but strong, very strong. It makes it clear that a person can not cope with it. I tried not to look, but there is clearly a powerful force behind it. And more…

Dean was silent, visualizing the memory of events more than an hour old.

– Here, look.

The man opposite slightly moved his eyebrows, then they once again subsided on my face and took a familiar position.

– Well, that's just normal. "Hair on end", goosebumps, redness, characteristic of a sharp increase in temperature, can act droplets of sweat.

– There's something else you can't see. Some unnatural silence hung in the air. The time in fractions of a second seemed to have stopped. Those few seconds were enough for him to know everything about me.

– Are you sure about what you're saying?

– I don't know, I can't say for sure, but I had a feeling at the time, like … I don't even know how to say it.

Well!

– Well, as if I before God, that whether appeared. It's like the Supreme court, where everyone knows me, knows me even better.…

– Interestingly…

– That feeling lasted a split second, but I'll never forget it.

– Very interesting character. Okay, whatever. Take it with you. Bring him up to speed, he's one of us now. Look at what he's doing. Bet accordingly, this is his now, as you and Stas. I think there is no offense, You're on the same conditions were in our circle.

– Of course it's fair. Explain everything.

– with God…

The hooded man rose from the carved bench and walked along the narrow pathway, embracing millions of leaves with flaming lives…

***

– Affairs such-Stas explained a situation to the new employee of the company-you already know that" Anima", it not only the wood and metal, it also one of the most profitable, but not publicized businesses in the world. Everyone who enters the "circle of trust" have several passports, real estate in different countries of the world, yachts, we sometimes arrange for them to compete with each other, cars, of course, with the money here order, believe me. But it is not important. The main thing is the purpose for which we do what we do. You know that wars, provocations, terrorist acts, outbreaks of epidemics and other mass destruction of people are the work of the governments of some countries playing with human lives on their chessboards of power. Now, in order that such mass destruction did not occur, and this organization was created. Of course, in order to conduct surveillance, have good connections, equipment, attract worthy professionals and develop psychological techniques, which most people do not know, we need impressive means. This issue was resolved through the production and sale of weapons, but as you know, not all and not always.

– With weapons more or less clear. It is not clear why the country go log trains with drug filling – said Anatoly.

– How do you know how the goods are transported?

Dina has enabled me to find answers to their questions, at least those that she had.

My head?

– Exactly.

Stas looked at Anatoly, then looked away and a few asked irritably:

– How often do you go through people's heads?

– I'm not trying to do that. Dina's choice.

Stas was clearly not ready for such a turn of events. A little confused, he still said:

– The drugs that we carry in the trains are widely used in medicine.

Anatoly looked skeptical at him. One, catching a reproachful look – continued:

– But not only in medicine. You see, if this niche would not have assumed we would have taken the other. The revenues that come from this activity go to the implementation of good deeds, and not to the fact that officials stuffed their wallets, and choking in greed lobbied for new laws that increasingly worsen the lives of ordinary people. See what's going on in the country? What's happening? A bunch of power-hungry scoundrels imagining themselves masters of the world. We do not like this situation. We have already saved millions of people and prevented the implementation of many projects aimed not at creation.

– From drugs people die, families suffer. It is not for me to tell how much grief this instant joy brought.

– We're not bringing anyone in by force. The addict is the person who has done in your life wrong choice, and probably not alone. So it's better to let his bad choices will benefit. All have a choice people, don't take it out on us. I repeat, we are trying to do everything in our power to bring order, first in the country, then in the world. But do not forget that the system in which we are forced to be – was built for centuries. We, as an organization, are only twenty-five years old. Not all at once, but the question is correct, and we plan to eliminate this activity over time everywhere. So far, this cannot be done, because through the threads leading from this mud puddle, lead just to those who are true parasites of society. Put things in order, the world will forget what drugs are, I promise. Yes, and the weapon will not need.

Heaven On earth. Truth, this was long. We want to revive it, with idyll, harmony and all that was lost a few thousand years ago – added Dean entered the hall.

– Well? – asked its Stas.

Three of us. Let's discuss the General points a little later, now specifically on the case. The client will be in the city in the evening, we need to make sure that he did not reach his destination. He carries in his priceless little head information that is untested, but in a closed meeting, where he was waiting, it will be decided to hold a mass sweep in several hot spots. There are innocent soldiers, soldiers who are waiting for their mother's house, wives and children. If tomorrow they will decide to accept the day after tomorrow one of them will remain.

– Tell, DIN, and to talk to the with him cannot be?

– Tried several times – got into a conversation Stas.

I personally did not speak, but, as far as I know, it's tough. The client is very serious, so the task entrusted to us. In another case, this issue would have been resolved long ago.

– Everything has to look natural, that we worked, nobody has to guess. There is no plan as such, because when it is, everything goes not according to plan – Stas's voice sounded again – there are approximate sketches, who is responsible for what, and how everyone will perform their task – it is already at personal discretion. We have an unspoken freedom of action. Full flight of imagination, creativity, we can say. In General, Dina love impromptu, more drive, and without it – boring. Work should be satisfying.

– Liquidation brings you Dina satisfaction? – said Anatoly.

– No, not liquidation. No way. We brings satisfaction to the process of the creation of the game or something… you'll understand when you enter into the taste.

– But you have a weapon, why bother? And quite modern…

– The most modern and effective weapon in the "Anime" – we – said Dean – I told you, the client serious, traditional weapon it does not get it, whatever it is, there is another kind of approach is needed. Behold.

It took a little more than an hour to tell Anatoly all the nuances that can be encountered in the process of solving a combat problem.

– Where such detailed information, not all of this knows the client himself, respectively, Stas could not find it all? – Anatoly addressed.

– Our filler leads him, he is a competent specialist, there is no doubt in the data received from him. Your task-to control the work of one particular person, the rest-our concern-said Dean.

– No further questions.

***

The flight landed on time. Among nearly two hundred passengers, a gray-haired Armenian with a diplomat accompanied by four strong guys appeared in the arrival zone of the airport. It was the same customer. In the crowd of passengers, he clearly stood out, the guards did not let anyone to the accompanied object. Having passed passport control, the object went at once to an exit where it was expected by three brave guys in strict suits and ties. When the Armenian approached this impressive trio, his entourage dispersed somewhat differently, the tactics changed. To approach him now was not possible, while around flashed a lot of people who would constantly interfere with the killer, if he was on the alert. At the exit from the airport, one of the guards gave the command, immediately seemed armored Mercedes, rapidly gaining momentum, which drove up the tick in the tick corresponding to the approach of its passenger. When to landing was only a few seconds, as if the guard was temporarily blinded, she had not reacted, or not reacted to unpredictable behavior of my client. The gray-haired Armenian rushed under the wheels of the flying Mercedes. Heavy armored car could not reach just a few centimeters before falling on the pavement the heads of the Armenian, the driver had to brake sharply. At this moment protection woke up, rushed to lift the protected object and to push in the car. Less than a minute later they were no longer at the airport.

***

– What kind of magic is that? – was annoyed Stas is referring to Anatolia – that it was impossible to hold the attention led for a few seconds? He was a simple soldier, no technician does not know his head to climb – no problem, especially for you. From you required the smallest part of the operation, almost nothing had to be done, and you did not cope with it. I mean, distract the attention of seven soldiers, not ordinary folks like you would think, Dean gets into the accessible area and pushes the client is under the car on the border of the third and fourth dimension, for fear of the cameras and any witnesses, and you're all tough and experienced not cope with just one person? Maybe you did it on purpose and sabotaged the whole operation.

– What was the task before us? replied Anatoly, not taking his gaze from the kissing couple outside the window a grey nine-storey house located in a residential area of the city.

To help the client, of course, what we all day here talking? – resented Stas.

– We were faced with the task of preventing in closed session scoring unchecked, but actively prolongirovanne data, so there was a decision to eliminate the spices in the hot spot – just quietly continued Anatoly, gradually turning to shaking from anger Stas.

– What do you mean by that?

– Mission accomplished!

– Dina, do you understand anything? – turned to her Stas, whose phone started ringing

DIN kept quiet.

Yes, he changed his tone – we did everything we could, but… he paused. For ten seconds he listened, while expressing regret and bitterness on his face.

– What time are you ready to take us in for a report? – breaking voice said Stas.

– Right now – there came a thunderous voice from the air, after which appeared the outline of a dark silhouette, and through the fraction of a second in the room in addition to Stas, Dina and Anatoly was a man in black glasses and a hoodie.

Stas lowered the phone away from your ear.

Am I listening? – there was a voice from the hood directed at Anatoly.

– The mission was successful.

– The client was supposed to be in a hearse in the morgue right now, and he's relieving stress, with two Hotties, in the Suite of the best hotel in town. What is success?

– You are now talking about a gray-haired Armenian, and I am talking about a client who is currently reviewing the documents of the case in an ordinary apartment rented three months ago for the sake of a single day – today.