Book: I'm your woman!

Smirnov pointedly advised:
- You to the police, Sanya, write the statement! So and so: missing novice practice the godfather of the Russian mafia. Return for a fee. The finder of the district - a lifetime roof.

They all stood frozen in place, listened in silence with heads turned in their direction. And as if by magic, faced with the sight Smirova instantly turned away and started talking animatedly. Herman van headed to "his" as abruptly as it came. And Smirnov barely exaggeratedly slowly and quietly began to move to the office where it was waiting for a friend and companion - his boss, whom he trusted and served as infinitely true. He made his steps carefully through enveloping conversations of those who every second were all on, but didn't become less hostile from it. These steps were akin to a miracle one day when he was released by the Chechens from their "mill" back to the office "Northern" - with the offer of surrender without a fight. He remembered those legs and sharp mind, waiting every second shot in the back...

Dasha was introduced as the globe becomes one huge giant, who only and waited when he will have his heart. And now she came to Moscow to become the heart of this unconscious Gulliver, chaotically moving, not noticing anything around and put their power to destroy the parallel world of "dead" souls, and thus doomed to eternal darkness and death. The Gulliver was an American head, China arms, legs African, Australian stomach. But there was no heart.
Stepping on the ground, Dasha stopped and gazed at the squirming unconsciously. How can they not understand that they and only they determine the life of all things on earth? Love should be! Love! Love everything from the grains of sand on the beach to the infinite space of the universe! "Exactly as I love it all!" - wanted to scream it. But instead, rushed into the midst of Gulliver, bravely deciding to distribute the pieces of his troubled heart to his soldiers on the battlefield with a cold mind.

To be honest, "Garik" tired of Moscow battles for survival, and it barely calmed down at home bread, he began to think about the final dismissal order to start life anew. A couple years ago, he was willing to sacrifice himself in the Chechen war. So I don't know why. But he was ready. And today, knowing the other war - in the rich and spoiled, capricious and lecherous Moscow - he sacrifice PSP. For a friend who gave him the highest circle of the capital.