substantially.

- What is significant? - the doctor stretched out her hand and pulled back a strand of hair from the girl’s forehead.

“Now, I suppose you know how to treat me,” Samantha laid down again.

“You do not need to be treated,” Julia replied. “You are healthy.” So, some little things. I think in a week or two you can go home.

“I don't have a home,” the girl replied sadly.

“Okay, go to sleep,” Julia leaned over and kissed Samantha on the forehead.

“Good night, Miss Julia,” she whispered, obediently closing her eyes.

- Good night.

Julia returned to her office and dialed her friend's phone number.

- Mart, are you awake? She greeted.

- Gee! Hello! No, I do not sleep, - answered on the other end of the wire.

“Listen, Martin,” said Julia in a resolute voice, “We need to meet.”

“Come on Saturday,” answered the guy happily, “I'll be home.”

“Agreed,” Julia automatically made a note on her calendar. “In the meantime, I'll take something off for you.” Just do not ask anything, but read carefully. Then discuss.

“All right, Gee,” Martin agreed. “Do you remember the address?”

“I remember,” the girl had already found her friend’s email address, “I sent.” Read it. Everything! See you!

- Bye Bye! - responded Mart and hung up.

***

The day was clear and warm, despite the late autumn. Julia and Martin sat on the glassed-in porch and had a leisurely conversation. They were familiar for a long time, therefore, they did not keep any secrets from each other.

Finally, Julia asked a long time ago question that had long been hanging in the air:

- What do you say?

- About what? - Martin pretended to be a fool, although he perfectly understood what his acquaintance meant.

- Read? - in the voice of a young woman there were barely perceptible notes of irritation.

- Oh yes! - Martin understood, not to get rid of the jokes, - Listen, and this girl has her head all right?

“Better than yours,” Julia snapped.

- Then listen and do not interrupt, - in an instant becoming serious, said Martin, - But information for official use ...

- I will not tell anyone! - firmly assured him Julia, - Cast away!

“You are very lucky,” the young man began from afar, “It was just me who was entrusted with this very complicated and complicated work.”

- Do not pull, - the woman was getting angry, - And then I will start a plate at you.

“Don't,” Martin sat deeper into the chaise, “Relax your brain and just sit and listen.”

He waited until the girlfriend calmed down, and without haste, began:

“Half a year ago a certain young man came into our field of vision.” He was wanted by the police of four states. They suspected him of involvement in the disappearances of young girls from very wealthy families.

“Abductions,” Julia corrected.

- Until they prove that he abducted them, it is believed that the girls have disappeared. With the law you can not argue. But listen further. The girls disappeared over a year ago. The circumstances of the case were already overgrown with thick grass, so it was useless to dig anything. The only thing I could do was establish a tacit observation on this guy.

I will not tell you what nerves and labors it cost me to get permission from the prosecutor to install the equipment, but these events, if not strange, gave their results. In addition, our tax boys also threw up a couple of facts. Putting it all together, I began to work. The case was moving tight, but it did not slip.

Now tell me, friend, when did you get this Samantha Stone?

“Three months ago,” Julia blurted out like a memorized prayer.

- Everything fits together! - Martin was delighted, - Listen further. Four months ago, a young woman was brought to me, who claimed that she had managed to escape from one island where girls were held for sale as slaves. This farm manages a certain Franz Scheer. But, as I understood from the story of Samantha, this Scheer is the zits-chairman.In fact, a dark personality named Hassan runs the show.

- How was this woman introduced? Julia asked, although she knew her name exactly.

- Yes! Yes! - Martin nodded, - She called herself Selina. Very unusual name. Perhaps, therefore, I remembered it. So here. This Selina has told me a lot about this island. At first, I thought that this beautiful woman strongly slammed her head against water, but then changed her mind.

And then Karl Gunther, who was well-known to you, appeared in my office. He also told me a lot of interesting things, after which I lost my ability to sleep for a while. I gave them a cross-examination, but I could not confuse them. Then I realized that the matter was serious.

I had no desire to be engaged in nonsense, and I came out with a proposal to organize an expedition to this “wonderful” island. We asked for help from the FBI. They scratched their foreheads, squeezed their fingers, but in the end they agreed.

By the way, your patient turned out to be a smart girl. Remember, she wrote that almost all the buildings of this complex are underground? When we circled this island, we did not notice anything. The disguise system was impeccable. But one of our observers managed to examine the watchtower. And without any hesitation, Günther drew us a plan of bunkers and an external security system. Also, he and Selina told in detail about the functions of each building and about the people who, in the case of our invasion, will provide all possible assistance.

“Or they interfere with the operation,” Julia put in.

“Well, this is just a little scarecrow,” Martin dismissed, “Special forces of the marines were involved in the operation.” The difficulty lay elsewhere. The fact is that the composition of the captives on this bloody island was international. Therefore, we sent information to Interpol. Find the girls who "attached" Gunther, was not difficult. He put at our disposal the names of his clients with all attributes, including personal phone numbers and email addresses. Local police and foreign intelligence offices are already operational. But what to do with those who sold Hassan? This reptile floated goods into the underground harems and brothels, which are located in the countries of the Third World. You understand that there is no official move to us there.

“I didn't understand,” said Julia, suddenly, “Did you yourself take part in the operation?”

“They didn't take me,” Martin threw up, “I sat in the office and coordinated actions.” But that was enough.

“Tell me, Mart,” said Julia thoughtfully. “Are you sure you took everyone?”

- Absolutely! - Martin reassured the woman. - All those who are involved in this story are taken or found dead. Are you interested in someone specifically?

“Oh, so little,” Julia waved her hand. “And tell me, are those stories that Samantha described that they are true?”

- You see, - Martin took a small sip from his cup, - After all, everything she said, I mean the description of the life of each character, was written from their own words. But almost no one deceived her. - Nearly? - Julia was surprised.

“Everyone was honest, except Hassan.” It is not in his interest to unbutton his trousers. But in his parable there is something credible.

- What exactly? - interested in Julia.

“Just a little,” Martin grinned, “He really pulled out of the house, but not on his own will.” He said that his older brother was seducing his stepmother. So this is about himself. Everything else is pure fairy tale.

- Why did he do it? - Julia was surprised.

- What for? - Martin scratched his chin, - Really, why? Can't guess?

- Not.

- Everything is simple, like a clear day. I talked with a psychologist here. So he told me that people in a warehouse like Hassan are very lonely. And he still fell in love like a boy. So Samante fooled.

“And then I almost beat her to death,” Julia continued.

“Yes, indeed,” Martin replied somehow sadly, “Our boys found the girl at the last second.” Listen, and who brought her to the clinic?

“I don’t know,” Julia shook her head, “She was found on the stairs with a note in her hand.” Her name and request for help was written there.And who, what and how - I do not know. March, what happened to Hassan and the other characters?

“Well, you see,” Martin grinned, “Our court, fair and incorruptible, declared this schizo insane and determined to a closed-type psychiatric hospital, from which he successfully escaped, but the next morning he was hit by a car.

- Killed? Julia asked carefully.

- Almost, - Martin even got up, - But he is no longer dangerous.

- Why?

“Plant,” he explained. Brain damage. And spinal too. Irreversible consequences. Unsuitable for normal life.

- And the rest? - the woman could not calm down.

- Scheer immediately dumped somewhere. But you can understand him too. His exploits would have pulled on for twenty years. We did not touch Gunter. And Selina too.

- Martha found? Julia asked.

“Found it,” Martin answered in a strange way, “Great for her.” But I think she will be all right. She had a great nurse.

- Mariella?

- Yeah! Ma. Caring, as for the most expensive person. They were found in a far bunker. And Amanda was found. She was guarded by that smelly peasant Samantha wrote about.

- Also served with dessert?

“I don’t think,” Martin shook his head. “He didn’t even chain her to the wall and get some clothes.” In general, a normal man turned out to be.

- And the other girls?

- Sent to the mainland and identified in one good clinic. Many needed the help of not only psychologists, but also psychiatrists. So there, too, everything is fine. But Clara and three slaves from the house of Günther was not found. Gone like smoke.

“And to hell with them,” said Julia in their hearts, “Such people will not be lost anywhere.”

- But they caught these two whores, - Martin boasted, - “Black” and “Redhead”. Can you imagine? When thundering around, these bitches in their room engaged in love. Idiot

Julia carefully looked at her friend and decided to ask:

- Tell me what to do with Samantha? The girl said she had nowhere to go. I can not keep her in the clinic.

Martin smiled and took out a piece of paper from his rkbashka’s pocket.

“This,” he said, “dragging a piece of paper to a woman.” Coordinates of Robert and Andy. As I understood, they settled on one of the Greek islands. The fishermen joined the gang. Swim. Try it. Maybe she will agree to go to them.

Julia hid the note with the address.

***

After half a year, the following address was sent to Julia’s email address:

Hello Miss Julia!

Writes you the happiest woman in the world. I tracked down Robert and Andy, and now we live in a threesome. Do not think that I am so insatiable. Just after the events that are known to you, this black healthy man will become a kindred person. I officially married Robert, and soon we will have a child. I already know for sure that a girl will be born. We decided to call her by your name. I hope you will not mind. And we all invite you to visit. “We” are Robert, Andy, Martha, Selina, Ma and Amanda. Yes! They all came to us. That's just my friend Gina is still in the hospital. But I hope that someday she will come to us too.

Thank you for everything! May happiness smile to you too!

I will always pray for you and remember with warmth!

Samantha Cornwell (nee Stone)