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of coffee in a vending machine and sat at the head of the table. – “Listen, Oleg, let’s go to you?” – “Come on, come on…” “Now I will transfer you money for the contract, you did it honestly. There will also be a small premium, “she snapped her fingers on the keyboard. A sheet of paper came out from under the table. “This is a copy of the payment about the payment,” she handed me a sheet. In the column “amount” on the right was an additional zero, the contract was paid tenfold. I looked inquiringly at Lilia Vitalievna. “You see, Oleg, I’m a person with a position. All sorts of stories, rumors, I do not need. Come on, you’ll forget everything you saw in this house and we’ll part friends. Do you agree? “” Yes, it’s good. " – “So that’s great. I have one more request for you. Stay with us for dinner tonight, and leave tomorrow. Good? “I agreed with gratitude.

      We dined with Vika again in the kitchen, together. “Money was transferred to us, tomorrow morning we leave.” – “Finally. And then this house somehow presses on me. The only thing that pleases me is the kitchen and Nadezhda Ivanovna. “For dinner we ate a rabbit soup with noodles. On the second fish pie (home cooking). Coffee and cake for dessert. After the dinner meeting, we with the assistant decided to spend in the hall, and not in the “room”, not to fall asleep together on the same bed. Although, what was there to discuss? Our mission is over. Has ended successfully. True, there was a small question, who poisoned Stepan? But this did not concern us any more. Lily will figure it out herself. And if he does not understand, then let him attract the police. And yet, who poisoned Stepan? The obvious motive was for two people, from Yana and Anton Sergeevich. Could Lilia try to get rid of her lover? Could. To look at the cameras, what happened here at night. From me (and Vika) Stepan did not come out late, around 10 pm. Where did he go next? Did he go straight to his place or somewhere? Where did they poison him? And where is Viktor Vasilyevich now, have you gone shopping? Or do we not need to poke our nose in? After all, we have already been paid for silence. In order not to fall asleep after dinner and here, in the soft chairs of Hall, we went with Vika to the gym, was here and such. In the hall (among other things) was an excellent table for table tennis. I offered Victoria a party. It turned out that we both played well, somewhere even on equal terms. We happily waved the watch with a racket. Now, apart from the love of operetta, we were connected by the love of ping-pong. Dinner was held in a well-knit scheme. We ate shrimp meat in chili sauce with young boiled potatoes. Then there was tea with Domestic cookies of Nadezhda Ivanovna. After dinner, Lilia took me to her office to whisper.

      Late in the evening, when all (probably) slept, I crept into the apartment mistress. In her large study, I installed two cameras. On the belt of Lily I attached a “bug”, a sound recording device. She called Viktor Vasilievich (who was already on his territory) and asked him to come urgently. I went into the next room, set up Lilya Vitalievna’s laptop and put on headphones. Now I saw and heard everything that happens in the office. Victor came. Lily invited him into an armchair on which hidden cameras were aimed. From the table she took two glasses of champagne, one of which was added the so-called “serum of truth”, paralyzing the will. She forced the manager to drink to the bottom of the wine. Serum had to act almost immediately. Lilia approached Victor and with one movement of her hand… took off her skirt. It was not in our script. Under the skirt she had beautiful stockings on the garters, but was not there at all, sorry, panties. Lilia Vitalievna stood on her heels, while Viktor Vasilievich was sitting in a low chair. Therefore, when she put one leg on the arm of his chair, her intimate place was at the very face of the man. – “Do you want? I know you love it. " “I want, lady, I want very much.” – “Tell the truth. If you tell the truth, let me kiss you. Tell me, did you pour poison on Stepan? “” I”, – Victor answered without thinking. “Why?” She slowly led the basin, then bringing her charms closer to his face, then, on the contrary, removing it. Victor looked at the “dish” offered to him without stopping: “Then, that you slept with him.” “But you could have killed him.” “I wanted to kill him. And he did not leave any evidence. " “So you wanted to hurt me?” But now I will hurt you. Oleg! She cried. “Come!” It was not in the script either. I took off my headphones and went into the office. “Olezhok, my dear, you must have me.” Right here and right now. “I stood there, not knowing what to do next. “I love such modest, shy boys. Well, you, bunny, relax and have fun, "– and she took matters into her own hands and also other delicate organs. And I relaxed and really enjoyed it. And from the touch of this experienced woman and from the realization of the amount that was received today in my bank account. We made love right in front of the nose of Victor looking at us with all eyes. And we tried and tested with Lilechka some very interesting poses. And, in the end, broke up, happy with each other…

      In the morning after breakfast (omelet with hunting sausages and coffee with croutons), we left with Vika. I do not know what Lilia Vitalievna did with the confessions obtained that night from Viktor Vasilyevich. And I do not want to know…

      Disappeared mistress

      Once a man came to our Agency (Agency Amur, affairs related to love relations). “I lost my mistress,” he said and told the following story. Sergey got acquainted with Irina (that’s the name of his “lady of the heart”) in the seaside resort, in Sochi. The novel flared with extraordinary strength. Mad hot nights, all-consuming passion. The time of rest flew instantly, but (fortunately or unfortunately) the lovers turned out to be from the same city, from St. Petersburg. They transferred their novel to their hometown, but here there were difficulties, Irina was married. Her husband (with her words) was very jealous, so they could not meet freely, like at sea, they could not. And the meetings became less and less frequent. And then Ira suddenly disappeared. The phone did not answer, it did not appear on social networks, our “Romeo” could not go to her home.

      “It’s a trivial story,” I thought. – The lover was tired of a beautiful woman and she left him.

      But Irina did not appear at work, Sergei watched for several days at her office. Maybe she was sick? No, she would have called. Maybe the phone number was lost? No, they corresponded and in contact, and the address of Sergei Irina knew. In my opinion, the story was very ordinary, but the Customer offered us good commissions and I agreed to work on this case.

      The next day I called Irina on the mobile. The phone did not answer. I found the phone of her work and called there.

      “You know, Irina is not there,” a pleasant female voice answered.

      “And when will it be?”

      – And you, excuse me, on what issue?

      – On personal. You see, she left me her phone number, but she does not answer. And I really need to see her urgently.

      “I’m sorry, but I can not help you.” Ira does not have a job at work, and when she does, I do not know, the subscriber has disconnected.

      It was necessary to establish surveillance of the house of Irina and her office. I went to the house myself, and I sent Victoria to work for Ira, my assistant. A few days of observation gave nothing. Irina did not go into the house and did not go out. From the entrance from time to time (usually in the morning) her husband appeared, got into the car and drove off, returning in the evening. On the third day of observation, after my husband’s departure, I entered the entrance and went up to the right floor. I called the apartment door, no one answered. Means, Irina was neither at home nor at work. And where was she then? Maybe a crime has been committed? And then should he turn to the police? But he will not accept the application, because he is virtually nobody to Irina.

      Victoria and I were sitting in the office and wondering how else (on which side) to approach the task of finding someone else’s mistress. Vika was sitting at her computer, I’m at my own. She threw her leg behind her leg and I involuntarily threw glances at her naked legs, much higher than the knees… We looked at Irina’s activities in social networks. We found several of its pages and tried to find out that it is possible to squeeze out of them. Irina did not answer any

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