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Roman was preparing the corpses for burial. Sometimes his mentor came to him and watched him at work. – How is your girl here? You will leave it to your day partner!

– To be honest, I cannot open it.

– «You don’t have to open it. Just pack it that is all. I feel sorry for her myself. And what kind of friends do you have here?

– These are our students. They came a year earlier. Roman uttered these words with such an idiotic smile.

– Well, if so. Let them not abuse visits. With that, he left.

– Listen, and fate itself favors us. It might really work out. She will have to be a corpse twice.

– I see it is not the first time for her. If she agrees, then I do not mind.

– So she does not have to agree, she is unconscious. At that moment, the phone rang.

– I have decided everything.

– How?

– I will come to pick up Sultana’s body, and I will hush everything up. Do not worry. I am going to bring her a beautiful outfit. Accordingly, the coffin is elegant. Prepare her.

– I understand you.

Igor arrived as promised. After giving Amir a bag of clothes, he waited impatiently. Amir came back and looked at me with a questioning look. – Who will dress her? Amir and Lyosha looked at Roman.