take it, and here is the bank. And how does Irina know about him?

- Surprised? Wait, it's still, as they say flowers. I guess the surname Gorchakov Igor Petrovich is also known to you?

- This is the director and owner of Bank Vesta.

- Yeah, and in combination the father of Xenia and, accordingly, my husband.

I felt immersed in a kettle of boiling oil. Just head around!

- Well, I look to you all the more interesting. I continue. Vouchers for which my daughter and I got here were bought from your mother-in-law.

Another bathing in the boiler. The skin is already peeling.

- I never, do you hear, never slept with minors. Your son was the first.

“This ... this is not true,” I clung as best I could, “as it was then ... Xenia told ...”

Irina stared at me:

- Sergey, I repeat to you, you became a target for a well-planned deception, - she thought for a second, - wait for me.

Returning with a huge laptop, she opened it in front of me. Opening the folder with photos, I continued to listen to it:

- My daughter Sergey is a very sophisticated person. She is only eighteen, but she all went to her father. Authority, deception, self-interest, precocious and cynical. It does not stop in front of any obstacles.

Before popped up photos. They were Ksenia. I looked and did not believe the eyes. It could not be she, just not this gentle, poor girl. However, the photo was Xenia. In some kind of sauna, with three men. They paw her. Change photos. She sucked them. Change photos. One pulls her from behind, and two she continues to suck. Change photos. Three members cum on her face. Change photos. Change photos. Change photos.

Everything swam before my eyes. The following series of photos were mine with Xenia.

- But she's quite a girl, like, like all this in the photos. A complete nightmare. And the father, where is her father looking? And you, she's your daughter ?!

- Do you think that my husband does not know? Ha, he is not only in the know. Yes, the two of them always have a plan for a couple. In general, recently the initiator of all sorts of plans is just Xenia. She is my external copy, but inside she’s like a father. By the way, the voice is also fatherly.

I sat motionless and stared blankly at a horrifying photo series:

“The first time she was used at the age of fourteen,” Irina continued to tell, but bitterness and tears appeared in her voice, “I then took it away and ran away.” Where there, we were found a week later. My husband has very long arms. At the same time, the card of seduction of a minor was first played. The intractable partner of her husband, fearing the deadline, signed all the necessary papers. The husband then realized what a profitable combination turned out to be, and how she can help him.

There were tears in Irina’s eyes:

- But it was not the worst. The fact is that Xenia loved it all. Intrigue, seduction, non-child such games. This is how it is. For almost three years, she has been an active business partner with her father. Needless to say how proud he is of her. Lord, what an abomination!

- Suppose. But then why did I need me?

- How is it why? You play not the last violin in your office. I did not understand why my husband clung to your company. Ksenia, of course, knows the details, but you find nothing out of her. Here they are together and played a combination of your seduction. By the way, the story of the purchase of the warehouse, for which your women’s agency was hired, is also tweaked by her husband and Xenia. They needed to be removed from your trip.

We were silent. But there was one unresolved question:

- So it turns out you are all so not guilty?

Irina did not look away from my question:

- No, I do not remove myself. The thing is, Sergey, I'm a beggar. I have nothing. Under the marriage contract, I have nothing, well, except for the official salary of the bank employee. What can I say, I'm used to a certain level of life. Dimka, your son, this is my first task. Before that, I was never attracted to such dirty divorces. It was hard for me to give consent to participate, but my husband pressed me, threatened me. Sorry.

Everything was lousy nowhere! Went on vacation called.

- And why did you decide to be with me?

Irina looked somewhere aside:

- I'm tired. And ... and I do not want to hurt you with Dima. You are good people. I don’t know if the information I gave will help you. I hope.

- I will not hide, you disgust me. About your husband and daughter just keep quiet, bitch! Your mother, well, I, my boyfriend for what!

From within rose a sense of anger. So, yes, Mr. Gorchakov. Okay, who warned, is armed. Now I know. At the same time, I understood that it was important that I officially remained in ignorance. And in this matter I had only one option left:

- Will you help?

Irina nodded curtly yes.