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It was difficult for Vina to part with the things she had bought and put on what she had flown from Moscow to these warm lands. Said understood the reason for her psychoses, and behaved like a true gentleman. – Madame Vina, do not be sad, we will arrive again! Vina had always liked her ally’s subtle approach.

– You know how to cheer up. Vina was standing with a small bag waiting for a taxi.

– Such a small bag and so much sadness in your eyes? What is the reason?

– I do not want to fly away.

– You have not been to Morocco yet. This is a real oriental fairy tale. That is where you definitely will not want to go back to everyday life.

– You intrigued me. I already want to go to Morocco and I do not want to go back to everyday life.

– Don’t be sad. The holidays begin there in Moscow. We need to decorate the hall. A miracle will happen soon. Said’s words cheered up the guilt, the sadness on her face was replaced by a cheerful smile. The taxi arrived, the plane left Bangkok airport.

Rashid arrived a day before the murderers. This time he decided to become a murderer himself, it was his firm intention. He understood that only death could stop this woman. Unless, of course, a miracle happens and this woman does not stop herself. Accordingly, Rashid stopped at Igor’s dacha and waited for the appearance of Guilt. Rashid did not like the new life in Moscow and he dreamed of leaving here as soon as possible. – I remember you did not like it here before.