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– So should we wait for him, or should we call the police?

– «He’s coming tomorrow morning. Lyosha breathed a sigh of relief, but what he heard inspired fear in him.

– He said that he was afraid of his gift because he felt fear. Rashid listened to these words with sadness.

– If I had looked at his lines earlier. I would simply not let him study in Moscow. But he didn’t want to be a dentist like me, he chose this department of surgery, and I didn’t contradict him. If I had my way. But I didn’t want to be an enemy in the eyes of my son, and that’s what came of it. Also this girl, she shouldn’t have been in his destiny, but she appeared. Now, this story needs to be settled. A neighbor watched the whole picture from above. – Well, there! One was stolen, the other arrived. How so.

Amir was brought to the restaurant. He was led through the back entrance and pushed into Arthur’s office. Amir came face to face with this man, and he sensed the unpleasant energy that this type was endowed with from birth. Amir immediately saw the lines of his life; they were black as black threads. They were like a web of black yarn, and in the end, he saw the outcome of this man. And he even feels sorry for him. He kept his outward calm, and what he saw remained a secret. His vision disappeared, and Amir quickly regained consciousness and looked into the eyes of this man. Arthur was not afraid of anything, he considered himself fearless, immortal and thought that the whole world belonged to him— – Do you know why they brought you here? Arthur behaved unceremoniously. He was never polite, and if he thought he was talking to a servant, he could start a conversation without greeting.