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The investigator’s visit was brought to Arthur’s ears. «Damn it, is it really the end for me. These damned girls will ruin me. And it all started with this Sultana. She is the one who messed up my business. Arthur tore and raged. He had almost regained consciousness, although there were not big gaps in memory, and sometimes his head was spinning. But the most important news he received was a photo with Sultana, who was sitting on the windowsill. – That is her. He roared, and slammed his fist into the wall. A nurse came in and made a remark.

– Be quiet. There is already a lot of noise from you. Arthur wanted to make a reservation, but decided not to draw attention to himself and apologized.

«I’ll kill her.» And all those who helped her. You found the runaway.

– No. He covered his tracks.

«So much the better for him. As soon as this fugitive shows up, it will be the last day of his life. Arthur could no longer stay in the hospital and decided to continue treatment on his own. He was discharged from the hospital and completely immersed in his affairs, and he had many things to do. The very first thing he did was to keep an eye on Sultana’s chambers. Every step she took was reported to Arthur, everyone who came and went to her, everyone with whom she had contact, were calculated. – What kind of guy is this who is constantly hanging around her.