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grow up, to graduate from school and the Soviet aviation university. After scrolling through
informational sites on my laptop, | decided to sort out my finances. Twenty thousand hryvnia,
the security company's severance pay has already amounted to 9,000, plus six thousand US
rubles, at the exchange rate, this is equal to 24 thousand hryvnia, a total of 33,000 hryvnia. If
you spend on food, you can somehow live a year, and then what? | looked hard at the mirror,
unshaven with gray hair, an unwashed bum was looking at me from the mirror: “No, | won't
walk like such a garbage effigy,” | thought, and | went into the bathroom. After putting himself
in order and attaching glasses to his nose, the picture completely changed. An intelligent
appearance with a beard neatly trimmed in an oriental style was completely different from the
real me, which made me incredibly happy. | let go of my long gray hair and in the mirror | was
looked at by a man wise by life experience, not yet an old man, full of strength and health.
Satisfied with myself, | glanced at my watch, the arrows showed ten minutes to 10. Morning
time, breakfast time. | fried himself scrambled eggs with sausage and onions, made coffee, and
began to eat. A sudden knock on the door made me stop eating. A man in camouflage uniform
and matching headdress stood in the peephole of the door. | saw that they were looking
through the peephole, took out the certificates of the captain of the armed forces of Ukraine,
Rudenko Petr Afanasyevich. | opened the door and asked unfriendly:
– What do you need?
– I'm on the ad, is this apartment two hundred and seventy-three?
– Yes, Malinovsky twenty-five, apartment two hundred and seventy-three, but still, what do you
need?
– | am a friend of Sibagatullin Galley Shavkatovich, you studied with him in the same group at
the institute,
he recommended that he turn to you if you need to spend the night, you have a three-room
apartment, he said that there was enough space for one night. – His narrowly set eyes with a
slanting look lit up in a friendly smile, – My name is Ferdinand Fleur, and these certificates are
so fiction.
– Yes, come in already, there was no surveillance for you? | asked apprehensively.
– What kind of surveillance, when | crossed the border from the train directly from Kherson,
Lieutenant Colonel Chernov Ivan Ivanovich sent to find out why there were no reports on the
state of affairs at the headquarters of the CIA and MI-6, from Vladimirskaya, where they sit on
the upper floors of their service. Interested in their plans and actions in terms of preparing
operations for execution? – Taking off his jacket, said Ferdinand. | ignored his words as | offered
him breakfast. The guest sat down at the table, | began to eat the traditional scrambled eggs
with sausage. When fried, put in a plate with a fork on the table and poured cognac into
glasses. Then he said:
– For acquaintance, and let's get to know each other better, tell me your title, position, and, in
general, what do you think is necessary?
– Major of the intelligence unit of the FSB foreign intelligence under the control of the general
in charge of the department.
– Wow, the direction means when the major himself was sent, experience is valued in your
office, isn't it? – | poured more cognac from a new bottle, – | report! – and | told the major all the
ups and downs with a visit to the resident Boris Eduardovich Sosnin.
– The resident failed, – the major said, thinking, – my task was to find out only this, but how we
will conduct business further, it does not depend on me. Lieutenant Colonel Chernov handed
over to you, captain, money, here twenty thousand American rubles, and ordered them to be
handed over to you if there is confidence that you have not been identified and agree to work
further, do you agree? Ferdinand asked with a barely perceptible smile.
– In my opinion, it is obvious that | agree! | answered firmly.
– Wait, I'll get a reward, – the major got up and went out into the corridor, taking off a
camouflage bag from the hanger, he took out a solid bundle of dollars and a book about
traveling to the ends of the earth, putting it on the table, adding, – for each completed task you
will receive twice as much, and for this, that he managed to survive and not reveal himself,
that's how much, – he put the money on the table, and two receipts, saying, – sign here, please,
for the amount received and for the valuable artifact.
| put my signature in the indicated place and refilled the glasses, we drank. The major tore off
my copied signature on the forged copy of the receipt:
– And one more thing, on the Runetka website, in the Young section, you will find a girl working
under the nickname Your-X-Eva, she lives in the Khreschatyk Hotel, hiding her place of
residence for ordinary clients, of whom quite a lot comes to the site. Quite a few business
travelers from the CIA and MI6 stay at this hotel. She is an excellently trained agent of ours,
fluent in English and the art of seduction. Often high-ranking ranks, not skimping on the
generosity of tips, spread along with solid sums of money and the secrets of their missions, like
those and others, so your task is to get to know her, become a fan of her talent and receive
information. This book has a cipher translator, you attach the copied text of the email received
from Galley Shavkatovich in infrared illumination, and by the arrangement of the letters
highlighted through a thin copy of the email, you read the message, and in reverse order you
encrypt the letter to your friend, send him information to the mail, obtained by Eve. From our
letters you will give the girl tasks with whom she should make contact and what information
interests us in the first place. You understood, first of all, acquaintance with Eva, look, do not
scare her with an excessive pressure of feelings, show, first of all, a businesslike approach to the
common cause.
– What are you, a major, how can | be interested in some kind of shlendra, who obtains
information from his trained place?! – | spoke in complete bewilderment, – I'm not a pimp?!
– The first thing | want to tell you is that she is a very experienced agent who has been trained
since early childhood, and virtual sex does not require the presence of a model in bed, | hope
you understand everything? – Ferdinand answered in a calm voice, taking a photo of a girl from
the breast pocket of a camouflage jacket, handed it to me, with the words, – Where can | lie
down, | haven't slept for almost a day, and the way back is not easy and can | take a shower?
Having taken the photo from his hands, | put it on the kitchen table without looking at the
photo and showed Fleur the bathroom, then | went to prepare a bed for him. After a shower,
having laid the major in the allotted room, | again sat down at the laptop, watching reports
from the front … In the morning, after preparing breakfast, | decided to invite Ferdinand to the
kitchen and knocked on his room. Nobody responded. This alerted me, | opened the door and
saw that the bed was neatly made, there was a note on the table: “Sorry, captain, | didn’t want
to wake you up.” | left the room, puzzled, and starting to eat began to weigh the situation with
the visit of the scout. The picture looked rather strange. Major, making sure that | was not a
failure and that there was no evidence of Boris Eduardovich in his espionage activities,
otherwise the SBU would have canceled surveillance. But, on the other hand, surveillance is
necessary to identify residents of signalmen. From this it follows that a search will be carried
out at his apartment, which will not give anything, since | destroyed the evidence that he gave
me. And | think they'll leave him alone. What about me? And | had to wait for a secret e-mail
from someone who would send a letter to me under the nickname of Galley Shavkatovich, and
introduce me in detail to the work, what and how to conduct my underground activities against
the regime that had seized power in Ukraine, and what to convey to Eva. | sat at the laptop
until 11 o'clock and decided to take a walk around the city. It was my first exit with a new
appearance, | carefully examined myself and was amazed at how a beard and long hair radically
change my appearance, clicking the fingers of my right hand with satisfaction, | left the house.
Having not gone even a hundred meters to the Obolon metro station, when the air raid siren
suddenly howled, | had to return. Before reaching his entrance, two powerful explosions were
