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– You are late. He was kidnapped. Rashid calmly closed the taxi door, and calmly approached Lyosha.

– It is not for long. He will have to let him go. Lyosha looked at this man in amazement. He was amazed not by what he heard, but by what he saw. In front of him was a copy of Amir, only twenty years older. It was such a similarity in everything, appearance, manners, gestures, grandeur, and calmness. He was amazed and followed Amir’s father as a faithful servant. Although Lesha had the keys to the apartment, Rashid led him. – How are you doing here?

– Pretty good. I like Moscow. I have not even been home much in the summer. I wanted to come here as soon as possible. Rashid smiled. Lyosha was a simple guy, and Rashid understood it right away. – What a pity that you did not have time. It happened in a matter of seconds. Honestly, I did not even understand how it happened. Lyosha justified himself to Amir’s father like a little boy. He loved his friend.

– It had to happen. Even if I had time. They will not kill him today. But I need to stop it. He should be killed much later. And if this evil is not stopped, it will grow, and many innocent people will suffer. Lyosha listened to Rashid in amazement.