Max nodded and then started the car and drove Luba home. Feeling a pain in his side, Maxim slowed down, and drove to the side of the road.

- What's the matter? - anxiously asked Lyuba.

Instead of answering, Max pulled up his T-shirt and showed the bandages. Lyuba gasped and put her hand to her mouth.

- She did this? - asked Lyuba, recovering from the shock.

- Don't say nonsense. And why do you accuse Margo of all mortal sins?

- Yes, because she turns you like she wants, and you do not even notice. If not for her ...

- One more word, and go home on foot!

Seeing the resolute attitude of her brother, Lyuba chose not to continue this unpleasant conversation. Having delivered Luba home, Maxim went for Margo.

Rising to the fifth floor, Max knocked on the door of the 109 apartment. No one opened the door for him. Then Makeev three times pressed the doorbell, and put his ear to the door. Not hearing the sound of approaching steps, Max was seriously alarmed.

"Maybe she just went out for a walk?" Damn, I'm stupid ?! I have her phone number! ”- it dawned on Max.

After reviewing the incoming calls, Maxim quickly found Margot's number. Clicking on dialing, Makeev walked away from the door, and began to go from side to side. When she saw that Max was ringing her, Margo was strolling along the platform, wondering if she should answer the call or better turn off the phone. As soon as Maxim left, Margo immediately left Pavel’s apartment, and went to the Leningradsky railway station. The girl did not have a passport, so Margo bought a ticket from her hands. The train should have left in 10 minutes. After weighing all the pros and cons, Margo answered the call.

- Well, how did it go? Vadik let your sister? She asked.

- Let go. Anything's ok.

- Well, nice. Until.

- Wait a minute! Where are you?

- At the train station.

- At what other station?

- At Kursk. Or in Riga. And maybe in Kazan. I'll give you a little hint - shawarma is just disgusting. It has too much dog hair.

- I am not in the mood for jokes now! What station?

“And if I say, will you immediately begin?”

- What a moronic question?

- Do not shirk the answer.

- Of course, primus.

Margo sighed contritely.

“Now I’ll not say for sure,” she announced her decision.

Max began to pull at his temples, not realizing what a stupid game Margot is playing with him.

- Tell me what's the matter, otherwise I don’t understand the hints at all! - demanded Max.

“These are your problems,” the girl said indifferently.

- What the hell is this ?!

“And why the hell did I answer the call?” Thought Margo, and said aloud:

- The fact is that we returned to where we started. You have your own problems, and I have my own. It's time to start learning from your mistakes.

- What are you talking about?

- You're a nice guy, Max, but we are not on the way further. Do not call me more.

Having dropped the call, Margo, without regret, deleted the Max number, put the phone in her pocket, and headed for the train. Showing a ticket, Margo went into the car, found her place, and waited for departure. Suddenly a young policeman appeared before her.

“Come on,” he demanded.

- What's the matter? Margo stiffened, feeling an unpleasant chill run down her back.

- On the spot will find out.

Margo immediately understood everything, and began to think how to escape from this trap. Looking at the window, the girls figured out how quickly she could open it, and get out of the car.

"Do not have time. Although, if I hit him in the balls, I will have a decent handicap! ”She reflected.

The policeman read her thoughts, and turned his gaze to the window. Margo turned around and noticed another law enforcement officer on the platform.

“They laid them down, you bastards!” Thought Margot, realizing that she could not escape.

The girl was taken out of the train, escorted to the cops Uazik, and seated back. A policeman from the train got behind the wheel and drove off from the station.

- First in the mentovka? Or immediately to Vadik? - Margo was curious.

The police ignored her question.

“It was stupid somehow. Escape from the guard of the club, find a temporary shelter, finish off the werewolf in uniform, and pierce through some kind of nonsense. But everything was just getting better! ”- Margo thought sadly, looking out the window.

To be continued...