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– Then we will have to save Sultana’s father again.

– Why we have to save Sultana’s father. Let the police handle it. After all, this person knows that he is in danger. Let him save himself.

– Yes. But I know the exact date of the assassination attempt on him. And if I know, then I have to save. Her father is very important to her. Sultana has no mother; she is very attached to her father.

– OK. Let it be so. Did you come here to study or to save some father?

– Father. I inherited this gift from you. And I use it for its intended purpose. With these words, Amir left for the institute.

It was Friday night, Vina was preparing for a performance. The doorbell rang, and when she opened it, she saw Arthur, who, as always, unexpectedly came. – Wine, Vinochka. Are you going to dance? Vina looked at him in bewilderment.

– Yes. What happened?

– «You don’t have to dance anymore.

– Why? Am I a bad dancer?

– No. You are the best. And that’s the whole problem. Arthur was standing near the front door, not daring to go through. He was afraid not to keep control over himself. Vina looked up at him questioningly once more. – I do not want you to dance anymore. Guilt’s eyes filled with tears. She decided that this was the end.