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«He is a good informant. Hears a lot, although he does not see. But it’s not that. Recently, he was damaged by reason, assures that some voices suggested him the way there.

«Voices?» Mario even shuddered.

«Well, he is able to hear only voices. He is blind. He said it can not be described. If only they do not allow him to touch them.»

How interesting! Blind sometimes can really be more than vigorous. They trust them, thinking that with their helplessness, they are not capable of anything. And then they are finding the way.

«He was there?»

«It seems yes,» Carlos was not sure.

«And found he a den of thieves, warehouse of weapons, drug repository?»

«There are only dead. This is a crypt,» Carlos responded about the tomb of Rosier so respectfully, as if he had never used the funeral offices to cover his frauds.

«But check this crypt will not hurt,» Mario burned sullenly. «Suddenly it is unusual.»

«Did you get any important information? We could check everything ourselves.»

«Do not ask questions! How much I taught you! I need to be in that crypt. Immediately.»