climbed to the second floor and went into the office. He, of course, has long been in need of repair. Shabby linoleum on the floor, sometimes peeling paint on the walls. Two not so new

table, and furniture as if from the past century.

- Sit down - he pointed to my chair for visitors.

Sitting at him, I just looked in front of me

- Your last name as? - asked Maxim Maksimovich

“Gordeeva,” I said faintly.

- Do you always have such a quiet voice?

- Not. Sorry, Gordeeva.

- A patronymic?

- Valeryevna

- So, Elizabeth V. - concluded the captain.

- No, Liza Valerievna, so in the passport, I specifically asked.

- What for?

“I don't want to be Elizabeth, stupid name.”

Maxim Maksimovich rubbed his forehead.

- Ok, let's say - he agreed - Your position is not big, Deeva - Gordeeva. What do we do?

“I didn't hit anyone, he beat me up,” I replied.

“Yes, I believe you, but the facts are a stubborn thing, a person in a hospital with a brain injury, and you are all right with you here.”

- Would you like it to be the other way around?

- Yes, I do not want anything, my job is to investigate crimes.

“I didn't beat him, do you understand?”

- I understand - he sighed - I will tell you more, I think that in your physical characteristics you could not hit like that.

- Well, you see - I was delighted.

- But your accomplice could - concluded the captain.

- What other accomplice, you what? - I asked in a trembling voice.

- Have you known Korytnikov long?

- Yesterday for the first time ... I saw him

- Under what circumstances?

- I woke up and saw him.

- Where woke up?

- On the street, on the bench.

- And before that, where was?

- I do not remember. Probably visiting this shorty.

- Korotyshkina - the captain corrected me - You are blocking off, it means your accomplice.

- I had no accomplice.

- And in vain, I could get off with a suspended sentence.

I understood that he was not joking, and probably my future was terrible. Life is over. But throwing the blame on the Bear who saved me would be mean.

- So what, Liza Valerievna? The captain asked wearily.

“I have nothing to add,” I replied, looking ahead of me. I wanted to die right now and not suffer more.

“Petrov, come in,” said the captain, pressing the button in the white intercom on the table.

Less than ten seconds later, the door opened and a young guy in police uniform appeared in the doorway.

- What do we have there, there are free cameras?

- No, sir, captain - Petrov reported - All filled.

- We work well, it means - Maxim Maksimovich responded - We need to determine the young lady for temporary residence.

Some strange expression appeared on the face of the young guy.

- Maxim Maksimovich, forgive me ... - he stumbled - She is still quite ... a child.

- Okay, go to work - dismissed the captain from him.

The door closed and we were again together. After a short silence, Maxim Maksimovich changed the tone.

- Well, let's not cripple your fate, do you want to serve society?

- How - I asked in an extinct voice.

- Suppose I close this case, what do you say to that?

“I ...” I could not speak further and burst into tears.

He poured and pushed me a glass of water. Why do so - I do not know, I did not want to drink at all.

- Calm down - he said with a confident voice - There is nothing to make hysterics here.

“This is what we will do,” he continued. “Now I will take you to one salon where you will work.” Your task is to passively collect information. I will visit you once a week, maybe more often,

will you report to me, understand?

- Understood - I said, sobbing.

- Then, hands in the legs and go - commanded the captain.

- Will they let me go home? - I asked, without stirring.

- Home? - Maxim Maksimovich was surprised. - And where do you live?

- Prospect Mira, 20 - I answered

- Are you local or what? Not coming? - continued to ask the captain.

- Local - I agreed.

- Hmm ...- the captain sat down on the edge of the table and thought.

I sat, not stirring, waiting for the decision of my fate.

- Parents who? - he asked

- We have? - I was surprised, then I realized that this is a figure of speech.

- Dad works as a department head, mom is a children's doctor.

- Look, dear members of the society - the captain shared his opinion - How did you get so carried?

I shrugged.

- How close are you to them? He asked again

- is it close? - I asked

- Well, are they shaking over you, or are you alone? - explained the captain.

“I think they are looking for me,” I replied in a shaky voice.

- Well, ka, tell me your full name and year of birth - he demanded

- Godeeva Liza Valerievna, twenty-sixth of August, two thousand.

He sat down at the table again and rummaged in the computer, said with satisfaction.

- You are not looking for you, it is still early, two days must pass - he said - Okay, what will you tell your parents?

I'm a little confused, the version of events for parents has not yet been invented.

- Spree with friends? - suggested the captain.

It seemed to me strange that he helps me in this, but I did not dare to say it out loud. He probably had other plans for me.

“They can check,” I replied.

- Do not trust you or what? - he was surprised.

“Well ... they just are ...” I replied, embarrassed.

- It’s hard with you, Gordeeva - the captain complained - You don’t want to cooperate.

- I want, just ... you do not worry, I'll think of something - I promised.

- The seventeenth year in the yard, you're an adult already and it's not a virgin for a long time - the captain argued.

- And where is ...? - I was surprised

- And besides - he immediately replied - I should know everything about you, understood? When you have your period, what you eat for breakfast, how many times a day you go to the toilet.

I looked at him, not understanding, he jokes, or speaks seriously.

- Why is this ...? - I almost asked in a whisper.

- Do not overwhelm your reckless head with this - the captain advised - Everything that I say should be done, otherwise I will think up an adventure more interesting to you.

“Can it be better to shoot me right away?” - I asked

“It will always have time,” he answered lightly, and I thought that his hand would not really tremble.

Being in the company of such a person was not very pleasant and even scary.

- Well, come up with a version? - he asked.

I sighed.

- Olya and I (this is my friend) were looking for a side job, I can say that I found and stayed to work at night, but could not call because the phone was dead.

My smartphone has really been discharged a long time ago, so the version looked believable.

- And who do you work at night? - he asked.

- Well ... I do not know - I hesitated

- How was it really? - he asked

- Well, this Korotyshkin hit me and I fainted, but I regained consciousness in the apartment of this ... Korobeynikova

- Korytnikova - the captain corrected me - You do not know how to lie, Gordeeva.

I sighed stubbornly

- Was there sex? - he suddenly asked

- With whom? - I froze

- With Korotyshkin

- Yes - reluctantly squeezed out

- And with Korytnikov?

I said nothing.

- I can not hear - said the captain.

“I was,” I said softly, hoping that he would not hear.

- Look, I have time everywhere - Maxim Maksimovich complained - Did they even wear condoms?

- No - I barely heard it.

“You're a hot friend,” he remarked. “And parents don't even suspect what their daughter does at night.” How long have you been sleeping with men like that?

- I do not sleep - I replied, blushing with shame.

- What are you doing? - genuinely surprised the captain - Will you lie to me again?

I began to sob.

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