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– I’m listening to you, – the phone rang at the moment when I had just thrown on my jacket. – Well… Yes… Thank you, Emil… Yes, see you.

Glancing at the clock, for the umpteenth time in the years that we have known each other, I was convinced of the punctuality of a friend. If I told him that I needed the girl by seven, he sent her at five to seven and not a minute later. As they say, precision is the courtesy of kings.

Going down to the first floor, I ran into the maid. Like the cook, she came a couple of times a week and licked the house in my absence. This suited me. I had enough people in the casino, so I did not like strangers under my feet. Except that…

– Everything is good? I asked the girl who was dusting.

– Yes, Maxim Vyacheslavovich, – she smiled barely perceptibly. – Maria Viktorovna has already left, I also have a little left.

– Okay, – I nodded in satisfaction. – They should come to me in a few minutes. Open the door and show the guest to the living room.

– Of course, – she answered softly. I waved, indicating that you can continue to work, and he went into the living room. Before the arrival of the maiden Emil, there were still five minutes left, and I wanted to spend this time in silence. Sitting on the comfortable leather sofa, he leaned back. Before leaving, I took the phone from Marika. It is unlikely that she could throw out some kind of trick, but, as they say, away from sin. It was worth remembering her morning trick with coffee…