Do not guess on love

скачать книгу бесплатно


– And I can? – skeptically asked Dai.

– Who knows – the man philosophically answered. – You what in general you are able to do? Tell about yourself.

– I am able to do nothing – did not estimate Dai's question. Still what was not enough – to spread all the opportunities to the stranger from whom you do not know what to wait for! Which, maybe, here also brought you! For some unknown, but for certain the bad purposes.

– You do not trust – that hemmed. – Good fellow.

Kept silent as if waited that she will tell something. But what she could tell? "Yes, I do not trust"? What for?

Would like to trust Dai. Wanted this man to appear on its party. Because differently it definitely has no hope – to understand that occurs, to get out of this unclear and unpleasant situation. But to trust blindly – it is silly, and to make sure that he does not lie … as? The only way available to it – a clairvoyance gift, but if it came by order of! When it is necessary, but not when will take in head … and, the main thing, not it will take in head, and to whether the highest forces, whether the most this gift. The tutor Halbord assured that sooner or later the gift will be able to bridle Dai, but meanwhile it was only necessary to dream of control over it.

And the annoying – most often she saw what, at all! Concerned to her in any way in any way neither the gift, nor much more predictable fortune-telling to which Dei had a talent too could tell about its own future.

– Gayar – having been tired to wait, probably, so far she though will tell something, he told the name. – We will be familiar.

Dai turned the head, with some work having come off contemplation of acacias and the sea behind them. Caught a stare of dark eyes. Again envied fluffy eyelashes. To answer or not? On the one hand, there is nothing terrible in telling the name. With another – whatever one may do, but when you call someone by name and you allow to call by name yourself, it brings together. And to approach, even here so, in words, it was frightening.

And with the third – somehow it is necessary to call each other until they got stuck here together?

– Dai – she reluctantly responded.

– Do you study?

Well, she told: "on classes it is necessary".

– I study. For truancies I will definitely not be praised. Why we cannot just go and look for some transport? And it is even better than the closest police officers?

– Because I know the one who deafened me. To take away to devils and to throw without supervision – not its style. Ne-et, all this – it widely led a hand – strong locked cage. All exits are blocked, all communication lines are cut off, and that we woke up, already for certain reported. So will be soon.

– And what from you it is necessary to this mysterious villain? From us. It who?

"From us" … Sounded strange. Seemingly incorrectly: well what "we" if they never in eyes of each other saw before? What between them the general, except today's morning? Gayar knew the thief, so he was wanted to be kidnapped, truly? Could not present Dai that it suddenly too was necessary for someone. What for? To whom can it be interesting? The correct answer – to anybody.

But for some reason it here.

– R-rodstvennichek – Gayar spat out. – Former.

– I do not understand why to your former relative I? – did not stand Dai. Though actually there was a wish to ask why former. But such question could be … awkward? Or even worse. It is better not to stick a nose in others family squabbles. – By the way, and you to it what for?

The last question came suddenly, jumped on language, passing a brain, is unexpected for her. Just thought: unless business prior to others family squabbles has to be it? But for some reason suddenly tore a fever as if the handful of ice was thrust for a collar. Alarm. Fear. Wild, absolute confidence that Gayar is waited by fast troubles, and it – here it, with him nearby and to step aside it will not turn out.

Damned gift! But … really for the first time in life she received the hint from destiny not about someone others, and about own future?

CHAPTER 4. Warm related meeting

"Why to your relative I?" – the curly asked. Dai. Beautiful name. That to answer it, Gayar did not know. Why the girl was taken with him at the same time – as clear as day. He on hands carried her. A conclusion not just arises, and naprygivat and thrashes on a head. But how to tell it to it? Will imagine still, who knows, some nonsense.

Therefore Gayar used cunning – answered the second question as if the first and was not.

– Most it is interesting for what devil I suddenly was necessary. Nothing, will be – will explain.

Actually almost for certain knew – why. Indeed, what could be necessary for the brother applying for inheritance and domination, from very long time ago left family? But not to tell the foreign girl all family graters and troubles.

Dai became silent, clasped itself with hands.

– Froze?

– No.

– Then are you ok? – having asked, having kept silent. Too sharply it was closed. Normally spoke, and suddenly …

– It is disturbing – answered it is slightly heard. – Something unpleasant happens.

– Unpleasant – Gayar agreed. Though itself would be expressed much more strong. Did not want to frighten her only. That is to frighten even more. And so shivers.

Kept silent. Gayar habitually traced a situation, looked Dai afar, whether at the sea, whether at all in anywhere. But, surprising business, noticed the person going to them kind of not earlier, than Gayar. Started, whispered:

– … All right!

– I see – Gayar responded, having recorded a look of the unfamiliar guy. – You are able to put boards?

– What boards?

– From damnations. If the meeting goes not in the peaceful course, will be able to be covered?

She falteringly sighed.

– I do not know., It seems, I am able, but … At lessons, you understand?

– I understand – Gayar groped her hand. Ice fingers. Worries much stronger, than shows. – It is good what you understand.

– What?

– A difference – he hemmed. – Under a hand do not climb, find to yourself the shelter and, slightly that, hide. Understood?

– D-da …

– Inhale, exhale, smile.

– What for?!

– Not to be afraid – with a smile he answered and got up.

The guy stopped in five or six steps from them. Gayar frankly, defiantly considered him. From legs to the head. From the crushed running shoes and inexpensive baggy trousers to the jammed collar of a plaid shirt and long ago not a short-haired shaggy hair, chestnut in reddishness. The wide simple person with a scattering of freckles, gray eyes, red eyebrows … an impression poor. Here only, most likely, this impression was carefully and thoughtfully created. Just for those cases when it is necessary to belittle an image of family.

Gayar nodded this thought and asked:

– From where did you such undertake?

– From where undertook, there not any more – the messenger defiantly answered. – The boss invites you to a breakfast. You and girl.

– Conduct, time invites – Gayar offered a hand Dai. – Let's go.

The breakfast waited in the office building – there, as it turned out, occupied a part of the first floor small, on ten tables, cafe. "Boss" waited, sitting at a distant table at a window, and, hardly they entered, rose towards.

– Guy, is glad you to see.

– How many we did not see each other and the nachert we met. For all of you – Gayar.

– As you will tell. And here I will not take offense if you call me as before, Kai. If you please, present me to the charming companion.

Gayar looked askance on Dai. That, having noticed his look, for a moment lowered eyelashes. On cheeks the flush flashed: whether "charming" confused her, whether it seemed a jeer. Though the t-shirt, white in covering, and a graphitic-gray men's windbreaker quite to it went. At least, created interesting contrast. Moreover in combination with a lovely face and the dismissed golden curls.

Gayar caught himself on what frankly stares, mentally imposed with all words and translated a view of Kai.

– Kayler Otrelio. I do not know as far as to your services – grinned. And, having hesitated, presented the girl: – Dai.

– Just Dai? – Kai interrogatively raised eyebrows. – Do you have reasons to hide her surname?

– I do not know her surname itself. We, you see got acquainted with my charming companion practically just. Minutes for ten to the invitation to a breakfast.

– That is you …

– I took out the victim closer to "ambulance" – is sharper, than gathered, Gayar explained. – And not that you thought what you there to yourself imagined.

– In that case – Kai made a helpless gesture – I apologize, but will not wind off a time ago. However now, I see, everything is not so bad? The doctor is not necessary any more? Dai?

– It is not necessary – that rocked the head. Also added, having kept silent: – He will not save me from a heap of truancies. I now on classes have to sit, generally.

– What to do. Meanwhile I invite you to sit down with us and to have breakfast, and further … we will look?

– Let's look? – with cool politeness asked again Dai. – On what?

But Kai did not begin to specify. Instead pointed to a table:

– I ask you. Coffee, toasts, paste. If you want something else, only tell.

Seated. Kept silent.

There, at "Drive", had no time for to look narrowly and note changes, but now … After all, more than ten years did not see.

Kai Zamaterel. To a stupor it became similar to the grandfather. The same sharp lines, a mask of not broken through tranquility on a face and the concealed threat in a look. Also blew from it not as empty irascibility as in days of old, and thoroughness and shattering force. "And the fit successor turned out" – the thought which for some reason sounded by a dedovy voice flashed. "Well and it is fine, and I then what for?" – he objected this thought. And, not to fall finally into the most stupid dispute with itself and with own as the same grandfather used to say, "internal demons", asked sharply:

– Why I was necessary for you? Give to business.

– Without prefaces? All right. Come back to family, Guy.

– No – he answered instantly, even earlier, apparently, than brains were reached by all deep meaning of the offer. And even drove off from a table together with a chair. Instinctively. Legs of a chair passed on a floor with an unpleasant gnash. Gayar put hands on a breast, mentally having cursed himself: probably, notorious internal demons won, it is a little more in the same vein, and the fight will be provoked not by somebody, but he.

And here his look fell on Dai. The girl linked fingers in the lock and fixed the eyes on both equally unfriendly. Hungry it. Predatory. Even seemed that from three audience at this table the most dangerous – it.

– You what? – in a low voice Gayar asked.

CHAPTER 5. A poison pinch for breakfast?

– You what? – he asked with such look as if Dai had to snatch on food as a starving dog. And there anything could be added!

"Wake up – she could answer – we were kidnapped! You agreed that ahead of trouble! You to me suggested to look for the shelter and to hide if suddenly that! And how about potions, forgot, as it happens?"

She could tell how last year her girlfriend was given to drink the subordinating privorotka, and only by miracle it was succeeded to correct everything in time. And how many then dreadful stories about the subordinating potions and rituals the new rector ponarasskazyvat! "New-old" as joked at school: now the master Korchev was a ghost, but during lifetime it also founded their school.

And not just like that ponarasskazyvat, and even entered a new course – "personal protection" where there was much and how to define harmful effects and as to be protected from them. Here just now anything could not define Dai. And for such situations the master Demetrio Corchev advised one: it is better to remain hungry, than to fill a stomach and to hvatanut at the same time some dirty trick.

A lot of things she could tell, but Kayler Otrelio seemed too dangerous to such talk. Therefore Dai swallowed and answered the truth too, but another:

– I wait when you have a good long talk. Also you will be so incredibly kind to return me from where took.

– And therefore you eat nothing? Or you are afraid that I will poison? – Kayler was too acute. Dai tarried with the answer: somehow nothing came to mind, except absolutely improper "yes, I am afraid". And it, having grinned, poured to itself coffee, smeared to a toast with paste. Defiantly bit off, chewed, washed down.

– Perhaps you accepted antidote in advance! – blurted out Dai. Would be not present to keep silent! Probably, brains shrank from hunger, she abused herself, but was late. Kayler burst out laughing, and Gayar is worse than that, too! Traitor!

– Dai … – Gayar, otsmeyavshis, took a toast too, densely smeared with paste, also the tomato slice from salad from above put. – Eat. If he wanted to poison someone from us, he had for this purpose all night. Though to poison though to damn though it is banal to kill.

– You, on the contrary, are necessary to me in absolutely sensible mind – Kayler added.

– I? – was surprised Dai. – What for?

– Not you are personally. Guy. But he will be enraged if something bad happens to you.

– Gayar. Do you have problems with memory?

– Gayar – still laughing, Kayler agreed. – Also you know that? I am glad if you are really concerned only by a name. Means, there are no other basic objections.

– Is – Gayar grew dark. – The same that … how many, eleven years ago?

– Nearly twelve. That is you did not grow wiser for these years? Forgive, I do not trust. Even I grew wise.

Watched Dai how they, altercating as if squabblers on the common kitchen, kneaded toasts … looked, looked – and did not sustain. After all, Gayar is right, since yesterday evening with it anything could be made, but not made. The only really annoying trouble – she did not remember at all that she happened in " Sladky Drive". But here definitely not from these two to ask. Perhaps Roman will tell when it returns?

Novel … For some reason, once you thought of it, broke whisky whether and in that unknown part of soul, reason where its gift lived, unpleasantly zazudet. As if a nail on zaskrebla glass. As though with it, all yesterday's troubles and problems also were connected with the guy whom she loved just. But it not so? He now for certain worries. Looks for it. And she here … has coffee!