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I believed it. Ilya, you see me, I will not give Bella to you.

      Bella had a thought: where did Pasha and Yura have money from? Who else do they work for besides work? She did not believe that firms pay a lot.

      – Pasha, our meeting is absolutely random. “I went to the market to see new things for myself at your expense,” she said humbly.

      – Well, and found? Bought? – he said displeasedly.

      – No, at the dining room of the boarding house the choice of clothes is better. Let’s break up.

      “I was sitting with you and not in a hurry,” Pasha reproached.

      – Goodbye, Ilya. Come, Pasha, lunch.

      “Okay, I’ll believe for the first time,” muttered Pasha, displeased.

      Pasha and Bella went towards the boarding house.

      Elijah thought that Bella is a smart girl and we will need to talk to her again, but for this Paul he will have to be detained somewhere. He got good thoughts about the yacht, you have to look at who the yacht is registered to. The detective slowly went to the management of the river shipping company.

      The owner of the yacht was a certain Pavlinov Ivan Sergeevich. Most likely, he was Count Pavlin. It is clear that the singer Victoria must be sought in the palace of Peacock, but how to get there? Or will he let her go to the rehearsal? Then why was Victoria Lvovna’s belongings thrown overboard, and she herself was taken to the yacht? This is Elijah knew from Bella’s story. And if you offer the powder from the singer’s suitcase to Count Pavlin himself? But he will not believe. Need a setup. Bella would definitely be able to. She has a gift to remain invulnerable, such a gift happens to good intelligence agents.

      Here it is! The powder must be offered to the caretaker! Bella could give him the powder! But what about Pasha? He won’t let Bella away from me. Pasha should be sent with Yura by boat, even if they look at the coast. Alla will have to talk, and Bella will be sent to the caretaker. Ilya decided to carry out his plans.

      He also had a thought in his head: who could take the singer out of the boarding house, so much so that she walked and was silent? And the duty officer did not see her. Ilya decided to go around the fifth building. At the windows of the singer Victoria Lvovna left traces of four legs from the chair. And he saw that the windows were closed from the inside, and did not think to bypass the building! Here it is the solution! Or part of the clue. So it means that at least three people acted here with singer Victoria Lvovna! One person got out of the window with the singer or was waiting for her at the window, he brought her things to the boat, and the second person closed the window, put everything in place, put away and closed the room. It’s simple. Or so it seems that simple.

      There remains one question: who is the singer Victoria Lvovna? Is she a supplier of the Peacock Count or a prisoner? These are two big differences. Ilya slapped his head with his hand and went again to the fifth building. The tracks under the window strongly resembled the tracks of Pasha. The track is big. Pasha and Yura are the same height, but the size of their leg is different – it was Illya who noticed gradually. Could Pasha carry the luggage to the boat in her arms? Easily. Yura could close the window and the room? Could They did not sleep this night with the girls, he knew that well. He also knew from Bella that Pasha hit her on the sand when he sought her love. And Yura with Alla was the second after Count Pavlin! He knew that too.

      He did not know who Alla had after these two. She was silent – or there was no one, but there was still the same Count Peacock. Bella didn’t know that either, otherwise she’d have laid out everything for him. So, Alla Bella does not trust. Interesting?! And, according to rumors, they all five sang well, in vain he did not go to the first rehearsal. And all on dachshund. But who pays anyone to this story? So Ilya thought. But he thought not alone.

      Singer Victoria Lvovna, looking in the dining room, determined that almost all the viewers of the pension saw and heard her, which means she worked out her life in the pension. Most of all she wanted to leave her musicians and run away for a week, and no one would drive them out of the boarding house, since everything was worked out. The fact that under the second bottom of her suitcase lay a bag of powder, she did not guess. But the director-musician knew about the powder, it was he who slipped the powder to her.

      The windows of the musicians went to the outside of the case. What did singer Victoria Lvovna want? Run away and that’s it. She’s all tired. She asked for help in her flight Pasha and Yura. Pasha helped bring her things to the pier, because going through the protected gates would be more noticeable. For her happiness or misfortune, a yacht stood on the horizon. She waved her hand against the lantern. From the yacht lowered the boat and brought the singer on board.

      Pasha calmly returned to the sleeping body. The duty officer was already used to the fact that he enters even when he did not go out and did not pay attention to him.

      Victoria Lvovna looked at the men on the yacht and realized that she gave a blunder. They did not inspire confidence in her, it seemed that they did not shun anything. One immediately put his nose in her suitcase, the second pulled her hands. She became angry, began to fight back, she was not accustomed to such treatment. Suitcase flew overboard. When the yacht sailed past the tower, the singer sang to attract the attention of the caretaker. He heard her, but helping unselfishly is not from his repertoire.

      The woman knew the charms of life without protection. One of the men named Buek took her by force. The second, nicknamed Ledok, did not need it. The first realized that you can curry favor with Count Pavlin, and headed for the palace. Dame, he ordered silence about the violence, then she will live.

      Count Peacock, seeing that his children caught the golden hen, did not scold them for an after-hour visit. They were paid for the delivery of the singer, which was hard to miss. The wardrobe found clothes for the singer. After talking, Count Peacock asked her to voluntarily stay for a week. He demanded that she sing three songs every night without musical accompaniment; he could not stand her more singing.

      Victoria Lvovna got into a painfully familiar golden cage: a bedroom, a terrace, a small courtyard with flowers – that was all she could see. Few people knew that she was the wife of Count Pavlin, that they both could not live long without the sea.

      Victoria Lvovna was treated with caution, but they were not allowed anywhere. Count Peacock did not insist on intimacy with her, he quenched his passion with Allah and was elementarily empty. He had no desires, but he could not deny himself the pleasure of seeing the brilliant singer on her territory again, especially since she herself got into the network of the yacht. A little effort from his people – and she is at his home of her own free will.

      In the evening, Victoria Lvovna did not appear in the boarding house.

      It was a warm night. The moon slept behind the clouds. The crickets quietly chatter. Glowing fireflies. Bella agreed to take the package to the caretaker in the morning, while she looked out the window. In her head were questions Ilya. She liked the detective more and more. Their souls seemed to be playing on the same wave of interests.

      Ilya at this time looked out the window and dreamed of Bella. Their feelings are connected somewhere in the night sky. They dreamed. Then at the same time they went to bed and dreamed of each other.

      Alla was lying with her eyes open. Yura was sleeping next to her. Her two partners, Count Peacock and Yura, went through her thoughts. Then, with offense, she recalled how Count Peacock had given her to the two guards after him, shuddered at the horror of the memories. The third time he did not touch her at all, he immediately gave it to the same guards, while he himself sat in his chair, drank red wine from a glass, and watched their actions. She shuddered in disgust. Her nerves were on the edge, I wanted to cry, sob, but she was silent, like a hunted beast. She fell asleep and moaned a little in her sleep.

      Singer Victoria Lvovna lay in a golden bedroom, more like a golden cage. No one disturbed her, but she was scared, terrified and hurt. Among gold and luxury there was no simple TV, there was no radio, there

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