Arriving at the club, Max ordered Margot to stay in the car, and he went in search of Vadim. At some point, the way to Makeev was blocked by the guards, who escorted Maxim to the club’s owner’s office. After bringing Max to the door, the guards turned and left. Max kicked the door open and broke into the office. Vadik, who was sitting at his desk, was looking at e-mail at that moment. Seeing Makeev, Lavrov covered the lid of the laptop.

- Something you long, - he said in a bored tone.

- Where is my sister? - Max demanded an answer, coming up to the table.

- Where is Margo?

Maxim clenched his fists, and asked in a surprisingly calm voice:

- Not afraid?

- And why should I be afraid of you? Last time, you also stood in front of me, mumbled something, and chewed snot. Has anything changed since then?

- changed. Now I don’t have your monkey with a gun behind my back! - Max exclaimed, grabbed a chair, and threw it at Vadim.

Lavrov at the last moment managed to duck, and a chair flew over his head. Then Max jumped over the table, and with all the dope punched Vadim fist into the jaw. Vadik collapsed on the floor.

- Give Luba back, you bastard! Shouted Maxim, and tried to kick Vadik in the stomach.

However, Lavrov grabbed Makeev by the leg, and pulled at himself, and when Max collapsed beside him, he sat down from above, and began to bring one blow after another on his face. Deciding that with Makeev enough, Vadim grabbed him by the collar, and brought him closer to him.

“If you bring Margo to me, you will get your sister back,” he said with the arrangement.

Instead of answering, Max hit Vadim with his head in the face, and then threw him off and rose to his feet. Lavrov also got up from the floor, and wiped the blood from his nose. For a few seconds they just stood and looked intensely at each other, and when Max tried to pounce on Lavrov, Vadim met him with a kick in the stomach. Grabbing Max bent by the collar, Lavrov pulled him to the exit, and pushed him out.

- In general, you understand me. Change your sister to Margo. Will you find a way out or help you? - asked Vadik.

Maxim wiped the blood from his broken lip, turned his back on Vadim, and headed for the exit.

“That's the same,” said Vadik, and closed the door.

Back in the car, frowning and slightly crumpled, Max glanced over at Margo, who was sitting next to him.

“Come out,” he ordered.

- In terms of?

- Go to the club, fall into your Vadik's legs, and try to come up with some tearful story so that he does not kill you.

- Run away. I'm not going anywhere.

- And how are you going! If not for you, nothing would have happened!

- And still I will not go to the club!

Then Max pushed Margo out of the car, grabbed her hand, and led her to the main entrance. The girl kicked, and tried to push Maksim away, but she never managed to escape. Realizing that pleadings would not help her, Margo squeezed Max’s leg, and pressed her heel harder.

- Oh, you trash! - Makeev exclaimed, and opened his hand.

Margo immediately ran a few steps away from him, and then turned to face Max.

- Just try to pass me, and I'll pull you along! - she threatened.

- Yes, fuck it will come to you! - Max exclaimed, and began to move on Margo.

The girl backed away.

“I will tell Vadik that you knew everything from the very beginning!” And at the right time in the right place was not just like that! She shouted as she went.

- He will not believe in this nonsense!

- Would you like to check? Mind you, I can be very persuasive.

Max stopped.

- Well, you and bitch! - He said through clenched teeth.

- Nothing personal. Just want to live a little more.

Glancing over the girl with a look of hatred, Maxim turned his back to her, and with a quick step went to the car. Realizing that the main threat had passed, and Makeev no longer thought of handing it over to Vadim, Margo caught up with Max.

- Wait a bit prematurely.“It's not so bad,” she said in a soothing voice.

- Get out. I can't see you, ”answered Max, opened the door, and got into the car.

Margo took the next seat.

“One friend of mine may be able to help us.” He works in the cops - Margot quickly rattled, seeing that Max was going to push her out of the car.

Maxim looked at her with incredulous eyes.

- Pasha has some experience to get me out of my full ass. He will help your sister too.

- How?

“I don’t know yet, but I’m sure Pasha will come up with something.”

It cost Margot to remember about Belenko, as an SMS arrived on her mobile phone.

“We urgently need to meet. Come to my home! ”- wrote Pavel.

“Did something happen?” Margo wrote a reply SMS.

There was no answer. Not suspecting a trick, Margot dictated the address of Belenko to Max.

- I here, only one can not understand: how Lavrov learned about Luba, and found out so quickly? - suddenly asked Makeev.

“I have no idea,” replied Margo, with a shrug.

In fact, she guessed how Luba flashed before Vadim's people, but decided not to tell Max about it, fearing that he would react to it too violently.

“If only nothing happened to her,” said Maxim with alarm, after which he started the car and drove away from the club.

***

Having repulsed all hands, Lyuba stopped knocking on the door and sat down on the cot. Since there were no pre-trial cells in the club, the girl was locked in a storage room, and even given a cot. Looking at the dim light bulb above her head, Lyuba sighed heavily.

“And why did I just let her go?” - She asked a rhetorical question.

Trying not to pay attention to the smell of damp, Lyuba lay down on the cot, and tried to sleep. But before the girl managed to close her eyes, one of the three brigands entered the pantry, who brought Lyuba to the club. A man stuck a plaster on his right cheek to hide scratches. These scratches left him Lyuba.

- What do you need? - asked Lyuba.

“Guess three times,” the man answered.

Noticing the dangerous lights in his eyes, Lyuba immediately assumed a vertical position. Ambal smirked smugly, and began to approach the girl. Lyuba backed up until she turned her back to the wall.

- You will answer me for every scratch, bitch! - said Ambal, undoing his fly.

Distorted, Lyuba was able to slip past the ambala, but as soon as she opened the door, she ran into another ambala, who immediately pushed her back. Lyuba fell at the feet of the rapist, who immediately grabbed her hair.

- If at the most inopportune moment someone appears - let me know right away! He told his colleague.

He nodded and walked out the door. Approaching Luba from the front, the ambal backhand struck her in the face, threw off his pants, and poked his unit in her face. Lyuba gritted her teeth, and turned her head.

- Yes, and dick with you. Another bite! - the guard grumbled, and then turned the girl back to himself, pulled off her pants, and put his hands behind his back.

Carried away by this activity, the ambal did not hear his colleague knocking on the door. Pulling off her panties from Lyuba's kicking, Ambal was going to sharply introduce his dick to her ass, but at that moment the door swung open. The rapist and Lyuba looked back at the same time, and saw Vadim.

“Are you totally fucked up, you bastard?” - exclaimed Lavrov.

Umbal turned pale. Having released the girl, and having hidden his unit in his pants, he was about to start making excuses, but before he said a word, Vadim walked over to him and punched him in the face. Frightened, Lyuba, with trembling hands, pulled on her pants and crawled away to the side. Vadim looked at the guard standing next to the open door.

- You are fined ¾ salary! - he said

- Yes, I only ...

- Shut up! - Vadim punched the rapist again, but now with his foot in the stomach. - And you are fired. If in a minute you will still be in the club, you will be left without teeth!

Knowing that Vadim does not rush words to the wind, failed ...