- Well, the bitch and collapsed people have nowhere to sit down - Mihai, grinning, sat on the edge of the greasy sofa.

Indeed, Masha, whom the residents of the quarter knew more under the name of Freebies, was a rather entertaining sight. She was lying on her back with her wide thighs wide apart, covered in black tights, through the holes that the unwashed body was showing through. The sundress was half unbuttoned and a wrinkled, pendulous breast “fell out” of it, and on its swollen red face “imprinted” 20 years of useless banal life.

The apartment, and she was actually interested in Mihai, was more like a scenery for the play “At the Bottom” than a human dwelling. Although it is possible that the director put such decorations, critics would have accused of excessive exaggeration. The walls were plastered with yellow wallpaper completely covered with greasy stains. There was a still life of three empty bottles from the “Three sevens” on a kolchenog table between which scraps of hot-smoked mackerel scattered along with a few cigarette butts were scattered in artistic disorder. All these “paranormals” were left yesterday by Mihai himself naturally not unselfishly. But the true reason for such generosity, none of the inhabitants of the “hole” naturally could not guess. For some time, Mihai began to notice that he gets great pleasure when these look at him as a savior, a sort of “God of the local scale.”

And if earlier he was limited to only two or three days of working around the landlord and two hundred dollars for organizational expenses, now he could go after Khanyg for several weeks knowing that they were in his full power and in the end the final would be the same. Moreover, since he started his "business", Mihai has not experienced any difficulties in the media. And it is not known what now gave him greater pleasure the process of his terrible game or its inevitable result. And if a couple of years ago, when entering such apartments, he barely restrained the nausea that was approaching, now he could freely raise the seized glass filled with a turbid liquid of unknown chemical composition and drink to the bottom of Pasha’s health, Kohli or some other bloke.

And this time, the same “aborigine”, tormented by a cruel hangover syndrome, sat at the table in front of him in the only miraculously preserved jagged chair.

- Well, Stas, how is it, yesterday? - on the face of Mihai appeared understanding-arrogant grimassa

- Zayabis, but here is only this fucking :. - Stas waved his hand in the direction of the Freebie. - Count up, dick knows what he took up in the head, a little bit of Zhenka pinned him. Of course, he was a goat, he asked for it himself. Nehuy was her ass grab. - Stas smiled wryly, grinning the only remaining tooth.

- Well, good, let's deal with the matter better - with these words Mihai pulled out half a liter of “Stolichnaya” from behind his bosom. - And then I look not so hot as you look something. -

It happened that Mihai could listen for hours to stories about the life patterns of the inhabitants of the “bottom”. Often, during such “intimate” conversations, he learned a lot of interesting information. But this time, Mihai was not listening to the Stas bikes, especially since Stas drank his hut five years ago and now interrupted himself in foreign corners and was of no interest to Mihai.

- Here you are, Mihai is a specific person you know what people need - it seemed Stas would melt in front of Mihai. An obsequious smile never left his face. Mihai seemed to him a savior who saved him from his morning torment.

- Yes, you wait, it's worthless as well. Mashka need to push. - indeed, Mihai’s current plans didn’t at all include getting drunk with the first Khanyga. Especially since the "housing problem" Mihai wanted to solve today. -

- Well, piss off. Goat. Well, zayabal, Stas. - Freebie with difficulty turned naughty language. - Oh, Micah and you here? - her voice began to sound sweet.

- Mashuta, good morning. - Mihai seemed heartily glad to the awakening of Freebies. - And I brought you something. -

Soon the contents of the bottle migrated to the glasses, which caused joyful excitement among the drinking companions. Mihai relied on that in about two hours, he would be able to drag Freebies to a notary, and in the evening he would be far away from these places.

However, his plans were unexpectedly disrupted.

* * *

- Oh, Valyusha arrived - Freebie screamed at the whole apartment. - And we did not even hear how you came. And here we are sitting with Uncle Misha. He found a house here in the village. I'll take you from the boarding school. - It seemed this tirade will not be the end.

To say that Mihai was shocked, it meant not saying anything. The appearance of Khalyavina’s daughter confused Mihai with all the cards, and most likely even questioned all his plans. To get rid of a couple - three of the homeless did not pose any difficulty for Mihai, after a “deal” on a glass of beer, and then a bottle of booze filled with lead tetraethyl or two bottles and accidentally forgotten to close the gas. The last option, however, Mihai decided to use rarely, was too likely that because of the random spark, everything will go to ashes. In any case, everything was happening routinely and naturally, and therefore the “organs” did not pay attention to such incidents.

Now, however, Mihai had to decide the question of where to get this out of nowhere when the girl came from. Yes, at 12-13 years old, namely, it was not so much the girl who looked, the death from the poison or in a drunken stupor could lead to an entirely justifiable suspicion. And this meant only one thing, the case will be transferred to a serious investigator, and then you look and the previous episodes, to put it in a dry police language, “emerge”.

“So, mount on the head. In the bathroom. Saw the fuck "Mihai was in utter confusion. “No, it does not work out. If she does not return to the boarding school, then in a week this kipish will rise. And then forgive bye :::. ”. It seemed that his hitherto seeming iron nerves would fail. Indeed, for all the time of his “business,” emergency situations were rare and, indeed, Mihai believed that he was rewarded with the gift of providence, and insured against mistakes. However, now ::

- Well, Masha frets. Let's go do things then you can continue to lisp-retreat Mihai was nowhere to go.

All the way to the notary bureau, Mihai pushed through possible options. Strange as it may sound, he was terribly afraid of blood. And so the idea of ​​stabbing, he finally dismissed completely.

The woman - the notary has long studied the documents. Sometimes she looked up and gazed at the strange visitors. It was absolutely clear to her that some ugly story was hiding here, but what was the matter for her? At last, Freebie put her signature on the line “seller”, and Mihai on line, “buyer”. If the brain of Freebies were not so poisoned by alcohol, she would probably have noticed that the person who called himself Mihai is actually Eldar Andreevich, but alas, she missed the last opportunity to change the course of events.

Upon returning back, Mihai was in for a most unpleasant surprise. Stas and Valya, who were waiting for their return, were joined by Zhenka, who had taken it from and what a completely fallen bloke who Stas called the Sailor, the Captain, but more often the “goat”.

It was clear that the company had gathered here seriously and for a long time and was not going to disperse. “Well, all that remains is gas. It was not "doomedly flashed in the head of Mihai. He understood perfectly well that if one drinker dies from the "fake" vodka - this is one thing. But the four: Now, however, Mihai had only not much time leaning on the drink to share the “meal” and disappear at the right moment.

The “Gang” happily buzzed when there appeared as many as 4 bottles of “Wheat” and a bottle of port wine on the table. However, this general merriment had a sad effect on Mihai. He looked at Valyusha, who was sitting on the very edge of the sofa, as he thought the source of all troubles.

But strange ...