Alexander Cherenov - LONER IN THE RUSH HOUR CROWD. I AM GOING TO KILL
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Of course, insurance is a retreat «from the line». But without it, there will be no «line»! Yes, and insurance does not cancel the task of optimizing villains «at home», so that they do not spoil the look and mood. It is necessary to combine! Need to work in parallel! We have to keep up – in order for the police to have time only to register the facts! To anything else she never had time! So, there is a road in the neighboring area, not right now – if necessary! I’m only trying to decide: dare me or not?
And, behold, how can I dare, I have not decided with this yet. After all, this is what kind of cross I charge myself! Even without being «Dubrovsky» and «Robin Hood», de facto I will «sign up as an accomplice»! But is it enough for me alone? And do I need it? All right, I optimized one villain. So, after all, he so pissed off my eyes and soul that there was no strength! The forces were found only on its optimization. Well, let me still have a reserve in place. For insurance, I will work out a similar clientele in other places. Well, enough! This is not a contract, but easy prevention! I do not set myself global challenges. I am not going to present all human sorrow for payment!
Yes, there is a problem. And the problem is serious. But my view of it is local and extremely narrow: the width of the window and the circular view. The main thing is that not a single bastard should call in my eyes and drip onto my soul! And in «Jesus the other way round», I’m not going to disguise myself, not the All-Forgiven, but All-Unforgiving and the Vindicator. Sorry, but this is an ideology. And my interest in this matter is purely practical: if you are not at me, scum, then there is no me at you! Do not catch my eye, do not get in my way – and we disperse peacefully! I am not bloodthirsty. I have enough of the blood that is necessary for enlightenment in the minds of potential customers. Do not disturb me to live – and I will not disturb you! Is it not a revolutionary approach? So I’m not a revolutionary! I am only removing obstacles from my path! Do not be an obstacle – and I will not remove you… for lack of need.
So it’s decided: I haven’t dared yet. As it is peculiar to us, «Ivans»! Russian «maybe"is our «modus vivendi» together with the «modus operandi»! Do not do today what can be done tomorrow – and, at least, for a day, you are free from work and thoughts. And, most importantly: you are free from having to make a decision! Maybe, Jesus really is right: «… do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow itself will care about your: enough for each day of their care!» If it’s really so, then this a Jew is a real Russian!..
Chapter four
I walk down the street – and I wasn’t in a good mood, as it never happened: the «brick» was broken again, and the footpaths once again saddled the «steep» ones. So, that’s fate, but in passing – not fate: fate – on the case, not fate – on the sofa. I did not make a choice: I did not have it. Yes, and I did not choose, and me. Rock himself chose me to be the judge and executioner in combination. All claims all claims must be addressed to him. But the main claim – to yourself, the «cool» gentlemen. Because now I have to «produce» from this word: «twist the tail», «twist the heads», «twist the arms». That is, to do very «cool». Alas: «we do not have power in ourselves», and if you are imperious – so much the worse for you. That’s not blame me, but on high self-esteem.
Now I do not save for tomorrow what can be done today. Because it is not possible, but must be done! And today, «while we are free, we are burning, while our hearts are alive for honor»! And, if «closer to the ground» – while at me from all the «frontal» openings the smoke is falling! Now I am in the most creative frame of mind, because I am definitely not located to these comrades!
There are three men in the car. The scope of work is above the norm, but «there are no such fortresses, that the Bolsheviks would not have taken». And the three of them do not impress the impregnable Ishmael. For a start, I do a reconnaissance: determined by location. Unfortunately the place is very close from my window. But the street again justifies my expectations, «earning money» from the parochial alley. And the windows inspire optimism: an afternoon siesta is a holy time for drunks and pensioners.
I went to my comrades. I bow politely, and then – also politely – «I work a little bit like Lenin»: I stretch my hand to the side, even if it is a broken, but still sign «Travel is forbidden!» The people turn out to be intelligible – and they do not need to repeat the «said». Instead, an explanatory work begins among me. «At first» I «indicate the route of movement», the final point of which – just three letters. «On the second» all three start to get out of the car. I also «turn on»: I take the «shooter» out of my pocket. Its ugly look causes terrible laughter. Join my smile. Neither give nor take: «warm company», laughing at the scabrous joke. «Friends, comrades» format «to the grave»!
The comrades have already begun to equip themselves with additional arguments in the already begun «discussion». One of them is «replenished» with a wrench, the other with a hunting double barrel, which the rear seat of the car slips on him. The third is armed with text and fists. I do not mind: under such a matter optimization will go «for a sweet soul» – together with the souls of customers. It will go as easily as vodka – with a good snack in good company. And this company is good – by the fact only, that it is not good at all. It’s suitable company to work with it.
But to delay with this event is not worth it. Therefore, I do not give my comrades «to turn into battle formations» – and the first to «open fire to defeat». Comrades do not even have time to marvel at how amazed they are. All three, one after another, immediately take part in the installation on the theme of Vasnetsov’s immortal creation «After Igor Svyatoslavich’s Battle with the Polovtsy». In the «budget option» due to the shortage of participants. All, of course, are «in the role of Polovtsy». For the collective image of the Russians – also in the «budget version» – I work it out, because the truth is always with us, because we stand for it like a mountain.
And here again the devil pulls me under the arm: «Draw a „brick“! Everything is at hand: both „paint“ and „canvas“! You leave a mark, but not inherit! Help me understand dull!»
The temptation is great – and not only by the grandeur of the seducer. But, thinking for a moment – the limit! – I tactfully, but decisively, «withdraw my hand» for the same reasons as the first time. I already «left footprints»: the second case in a month, ten meters from the first one and on the same topic! Then the brainless will come to the idea, because she will come to him: «Is it a coincidence?»
This is too much to match. Therefore, while still working out my comrades, I am already making plans for the evening. On the very evening that had already come – through me – on these comrades. «I already have no time to bend over the map of hostilities» in the form of «the chief of my staff»: it’s time to work! Alas, I will have to work under the conditions of a time limit, in an unfavorable operational-strategic situation, «turning already on the march» and «engaging in battle right from the wheel»! Yes, and I have to work out not one client and not one site, because I have already «lit up» my house twice. I assume that «sapienti – sat!», even if among the cops of this «sapienti» cannot be found during the day with fire! But this is the case when you cannot spoil the porridge with butter! Better to be safe than underinsurance!
Therefore, I have only such a mode of operation: «one leg is here, the other is there!» This means that I must cover at least a couple of areas of the city. And I have to keep within the hour or two, not more: I must minimize the time gap with the «action number two». Incompetent comrades from the competent authorities need to think only what I need. And I need to think, that they should not do. And they do not need to do anything except treading asphalt and expressing regrets about the lack of even minimal clues. This is in their own interest, because «in much wisdom there is much sadness; and who multiplies knowledge, multiplies sorrow». Unnecessary knowledge is a problem not only for the head, but for the ass, and not for someone else’s – for your own.
So, let the gentlemen of the «Pinkertons» think, that a gang is operating in the city that is not tied to my local territory. For me, it will be an alibi and a false trace: the classic «two in one». And for them that’s an extra reason to tell the authorities: «Oh, a very tricky mystery you invented to us!»
Eh, we should take a taxi, but it is not necessary! It is impossible: the damned taxi drivers have a memory – even if it turns off! Even today’s defective, with a personal car. Therefore, diligently imitating the unhurried pace, I run to the bus stop. After all, I am not in a neighboring district that starts on the other side of the street. It is not for nothing that they say: «you will put it far away – closer take it!» And I’m going to two non-prestigious areas on the outskirts: I bring cops, but at the same time divert suspicion.
I admit: I am going unprepared to the task. The terrain is not explored, no reconnaissance, no plan, because with this trinity of pure impromptu came out. It was necessary to postpone the event, include it in the plan, «prepare design estimates, prepare a justification» and so on! But «the soul of the poet did not endure» – and it brought and carried the poet! Unfortunately, not for the first time! So now I’m not only taking away, taking away, but glossing over. Smear the sins that are blemishes. I slander me in an original way: by accepting new ones. Not per capita: on balance. But the fact that it is not my sins excuses me. I correct others.
Sorry, Lord, but it’s about You! These are Your sins. It is You, the All-Good and the Most Gracious, who allowed and allowed! Indeed, without you and Dad, as you yourself admitted, not a single hair from the head will fall. That’s why I am do not burden the soul, but on the contrary: I unload! And you do not reprimand me to declare «with entering», but bring me on the tablets! «I agree to a medal» – «in the face» of gratitude in the trade union line: «for active participation in the clean-up work on cleaning the territory»… from scoundrels!
Half an hour I’m on the spot. Fortunately – not only me: potential clientele is on-site also. In its place, albeit not in its own way: in private cars on footpaths. I look at my watch: there is no time for courtesy. Since it is necessary to act decisively and quickly, I do just that: I quickly and decisively ask for trouble. Customers think that – for trouble for themselves. For the time being, I do not dissuade them from this. Comprehension of the truth happens to them at the very last moment, when the blade is already flying towards its destiny – «in the face of the client».
I am satisfied with the parameters of the object. I didn’t even have to arrange a contest: all the «masters of life» are the same as twins. And this one corresponds to «one hundred percent»: arrogant, fat, with an arrogant smirk and sunglasses on the forehead, which even in the deep darkness will not take for Socratic. He even earns extra points: accelerates pedestrians with wheels, horn and obscene language. He is not embarrassed by the fact, that de jure he is not master here, but pedestrians. After all, he is the «master of life». And that means, he is «the master of everything in it».
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