Problems, problems and problems again. Denis Lavrov, the twenty-seven-year-old captain of the special department of the Department of Internal Affairs, propped his unshaven chin on his hand and looked sadly into the distance. Now he was in an unfamiliar place - in one of the many cafes on the Old Arbat. Alexander Telegin appointed the policeman to meet the policeman; his passport, Lavrov, was oddly found in his pocket. From where Denis got a document, he could not remember. Although to find a passport holder for an experienced metropolitan operative of labor was not. A special database led him to the firm "Beauty", where Telegin either worked or was listed as a press secretary. About the company with the English name in the Office knew a little. Basic information is one of the large offices for recruiting female staff for modeling agencies, production centers and large companies. There was certainly something to find fault with. If you dig, that almost every such firm was engaged in nothing more than the search for mistresses for rich men. This Denis was sure. But surely “Beauty” had serious patrons, so the company was never seriously checked. None of the monitoring services. That in itself was strange. But although Captain Lavrov himself could not tolerate such desks, exposing them was not part of his official duties. Denis has been serving for a year in another department for a year - a special department on anomalous phenomena. This department did not appear in any staff list of the Ministry. What created additional mystery. However, Denis himself considered the transfer to this work to be nothing more than official punishment. Lavrov was a professional (he served in the bodies for more than ten years) and did not understand why they created such a unit at all. Yes, they sorted out strange phenomena, but mostly they were delusional suspicions of inadequate citizens who had watched the Patrols or turned on ufology. As a rule, none of the appeals to the department was not confirmed. Yesterday there was a call to the hospital. The essence of his Lavrov did not remember. Well, we came to the clinic ... So what? Nothing! Another false call. No one knows anything, no one remembers anything. True, after that Denis had the journalist's passport in his pocket. That alerted Lavrov. Usually he controlled everything that happened to him and to those around him. Therefore, when, when he called Telegin, he asked to meet at a restaurant on Arbat, the captain met and did not call the journalist directly to the department. The situation was twofold and he did not want to be made a laughing stock in the eyes of colleagues. Moreover, Denis had enough of his personal problems.

The fault was his wife - Lyudmila. Denis remembered the face of the young wife - the correct oval shape, calm, imperturbable. He fell in love with her immediately at the first meeting, when his friend Valery introduced them. Then there was a week of courtship. With closer communication, Lyudmila turned out to be capricious and capricious. Like doing a favor. And when they finally ended up in bed, Mila even tried to pull herself out of his arms. But not for long. Having solved a problem for herself, Mila began to respond to Dan's caresses. They got married a month later ...A friend and colleague Valery, together with his wife, shouted the “bitterly” to them the loudest! As it turned out later, Valery introduced him to his mistress. And constant. Then he was married and could not afford to marry Lyudmila. But turned up a friend, fool. He fell in love with Lyudmila at first sight and did not even think that his little wife was capable of treason. And Mila and Valery were not going to interrupt the love affair. Recently, Valery broke up with his wife, and Mila revealed to him the whole truth. Denis almost went crazy. He did not feel sorry for his own apartment, which had come from his parents - now Lyudmila was claiming a part of the square. Denis could not understand how his beloved and faithful friend could so pragmatically take advantage of him, his feelings ... And an infinitely aching longing once again entered his soul.

Alex was even glad that the passport was found that way. There was no need to make extra movements, spending time and effort in searching for a document. The policeman was found himself. I called the official office of the corporation, introduced myself as captain Lavrov, and asked to be connected with Telegin. Frightened Daria instantly complied with the request of the representative of the authorities. And she was even surprised at the calm reaction to the news of Alex himself. He seemed to be waiting for the police to look for him. And now Alex is already spinning a massive bronze handle of an expensive cafe, pushing double doors and entering the hall. He himself chose this restaurant. Small and cozy with antique furniture and candelabra. When Telegin got the money, he began to come here often. But not enough to be considered a frequenter. Tables covered with stylish dark tablecloths were practically empty. Is that a noisy family of foreign-language, yes sitting alone dark-haired young man in low-key jeans and a t-shirt, at first glance, his age mate. Alex recognized in him that same operative, to whom he so carelessly left his passport.

- Good day! Are you captain Lavrov? - Alex greeted the policeman, coming up to his table, where a cup of coffee was lonely smoking (Denis could not afford anything else in such a cafe).

Lavrov was distracted from dark thoughts and raised his head. Before him stood a tall, thin, dark-skinned guy, who looked a little like a resident of the southern republics, and smiled good-naturedly, showing the position of his interlocutor with his whole appearance.

- Are you Telegin? Sit down - gloomily, but politely invited the captain to sit at the table - you probably chose the most expensive cafe in Moscow?

- But here they make wonderful coffee - Alex answered and ordered a cup of flavored drink to the waiter who came up.

- I agree - Lavrov had to admit, with a close look from a professional feeling the journalist. Offhand, the person sitting in front of him was of no interest, much less danger. An ordinary guy, clearly not a Muscovite. Smiles So all the same, how he turned out to be a journalist's passport.

- I found your documents - at last the captain started talking about the case - Passport.

- I got what you mean. The thing is, I lost him yesterday. In the hospital. On the street Leonova. I could not even hope that there would be a passport. Already wanted to contact your colleagues. You know how in Moscow without a passport. I'm very grateful to you!

It seems that the journalist speaks sincerely. And if there is excitement, then it’s more from the joy that the necessary document was found so quickly. But Denis has already ceased to trust people, now the closest. Although the picture loomed really prosaic. The man lost his passport, the policeman found him. And in the clutter of service he shoved someone else’s document in his pocket. Forgetting for a while about its existence.

- What did you do in the hospital? - nevertheless asked Lavrov

- I was looking for one of the wards of our company. We were told that she had an accident - not even Alex lied.

The captain's brow furrowed — a vague thought about it flashed through his head. But very vague. Therefore, Denis rejected doubts and handed Telegin his passport

- I can thank you, treat you with something? - suggested a satisfied Alex.

- I am not a girl to treat me - Lavrov’s gloomy mood did not change, and he got up to leave.

- Wait ... Sorry, what is your name?

- Denis Sergeevich ...

- Denis Sergeevich, I will feel guilty - Alex tried to detain the operative

- I just fulfilled my duty. Gratitude can send to the department.

Of course, Alex could easily say goodbye to the policeman. His problem was solved by itself, even without the use of the gift. But out of habit, after reading Lavrov's thoughts, Telegin realized that a man is very unhappy. And Telegin wanted to help him with something.

Not knowing why, but Denis still leaned into the journalist's persuasion, and they drank a good glass of genuine German beer. Denis's soul became warmer and soon the guys switched to “you”. After the second glass, Denis told ...