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17

In the urban slums, the police have long been nicknamed the snail due to the fact that even in the memory of the old-timers they were never in a hurry to come to calls, and we calmly left the yard.

I opened the car window and lit a cigarette. Alyosha looked disapprovingly, saying that it was not safe, but I just brushed it off. I had nothing to fear. My life for Koppel was now more valuable than oxygen, and if I died, it would deprive him of the pleasure of my torment, so that I could safely move around the city and not be afraid of anything.

Grisha Koppel had already taken away from me, and I don’t think he knew that Alyosha was my brother, but I was worried about Nikita and forbade Evelina to go out with him, not only to the street, but even to the terrace, and in general to approach windows.

I didn’t want to part with him so much, we were only together again, and I didn’t have time to make up even one percent of my longing for him. I could hold him in my arms for days, feel his bre
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