The path to the stars

PRESSURE

February 2010, we are still in prison, no investigative actions are being carried out. We have extended the period of detention for another two months. Investigator Kamchik submitted to court the petition for prolongation of term of detention with the additional testimony of witness Kostiuk. This time, she testifies that after the murder we committed, we allegedly threatened to kill her if she told anyone about the murder. For two years, she was silent for fear of reprisals, but her conscience tormented her, and she decided to reveal the murderers to law enforcement agencies.

I couldn’t contain my indignation.

– How absurd, do you believe that?» I asked the investigator. Valera added:

– And then they forgot to threaten her for two years. So, in your opinion, it turns out?!

Ohemchik did not look at us, gave the appearance that he was looking for something in the papers. At this time, another investigator in our case, Synaa, entered the courtroom with papers in his hands. Synaa asked permission from the court and read the petition:

Please attach to the materials of the court on prolongation of term of detention of the accused, the decision of the Ministry of interior on the application in respect of witness Kostyuk program on the protection of the witness, stating the witness statement with the request to protect her from the accused, who, even while in custody, may order her murder.

What I heard hit me like an electric shock. This indicated that they did not want to let us go during the preliminary investigation. The court, as usual, followed the lead of the investigation. Extended our arrest for three months.

There is no limit to our indignation, do they believe her testimony?

We, our relatives, our children did not stop writing complaints in all directions. Children even addressed the President of Russia via social networks. The Prosecutor General’s office of Russia sent our complaints to the Prosecutor’s office of the Republic for verification. Finally, the assistant Prosecutor of the Republic of Bamaev (last name changed) recognized the Protocol of identification and conclusion of the examination of the corpse illegal. Appointed a new examination to establish the racial identity of the corpse. That is, the investigation did not have any other evidence other than the empty testimony of Kostyuk.

The body was not identified, the examination was mistaken with the racial identity of the corpse. According to the examination, the death occurred in February 2007, not in may. Not the investigation, but we ourselves proved our innocence through appeals to the court and the Republican Prosecutor’s office.

Looking ahead, I will tell you that this is the end of fair consideration of our complaints.

After the formal decision of the court of first instance to extend the period of detention, the investigation began insanely active because of the fear that the Supreme court would overturn the court’s decision.

That night Anya called me and said through her tears:

– These bastards took my son from school and kept him in the Prosecutor’s office for four hours. The investigator told his son That he and his friend threatened Kostyuk with death if she did not take the statement. My mother has high blood pressure, she refused to be hospitalized, and is afraid to leave her grandson alone.

– Anya, I’m getting scared. I can’t reach my daughter.

My dear Sanya, Papa, I know that you were looking forward to the court releasing me this time. My dear, I call you, I call my daughter, and you don’t answer. After calling Anya with tears in my eyes, I call you again and again. My daughter’s phone went dead. You finally answered:

– My daughter left my phone on the kitchen table. Barely made it. She hasn’t been home for two hours. She couldn’t leave me for long. I feel something has happened.

– Sanya, our arrest was extended for two months today. Anya’s son was taken out of school and questioned, as if he and a friend had threatened Kostyuk. I’m afraid for my daughter, call the lawyer immediately, let him look for her.

«Wait, they’re coming in. Talk to your mother. What happened? Sanya turned to Vladimir, and they began to talk. My daughter began to calm me down, but I can hear fear in her voice.

«Mom, it’s okay.

– What’s wrong, daughter?»

– A police car drove up to the house. I went out and they asked me about my uncle. I told them that he couldn’t walk and asked them what they were asking him about. Police officers, a young man and a girl, began to talk to each other in the Tuvan language. The girl said that there was a dog at home, and she would not go into the house. Then she asked me who I was. I said your daughter. The employee asked me to get in the car, as it is cold outside. Unsuspecting, I got into the car. And they took me to the city police Department. On the way, I TEXTED your lawyer. In the office, the girl showed me the newspaper «Center of Asia». Mother, it says that two men and women who are involved in the murder of Pavlova have been detained. Give confessions. I told them it wasn’t true.

My daughter began to cry, and I understood what was going on in her mind and soul. All her ideas about the state and the truth were being destroyed. And she should live, Yes, live in this state. After the experience, it will be difficult for her to continue her studies at the law school.

– The male investigator asked me what you told me about this murder. Then the girl in Tuvan suggested to the man that he should scare me, say that they would lock me up in prison and inform the University. I couldn’t stand it and told them that they had no right and that I had informed the lawyer. Apparently, they thought that I don’t understand the Tuvan language. They let me go, and I met a lawyer on the first floor.

God, what my daughter went through! I will endure everything, I will survive, as long as my children and my relatives are not touched.

– My dear daughter, my beloved, I didn’t kill anyone. Please believe me, this is very important to me, all my strength of struggle is in your belief in my innocence. I love you very much. Everything will be fine. It’s very good that you wrote to the lawyer. Next time, don’t leave the house if someone pulls up, and call your lawyer. It’s good to have dick, don’t go out without him. Daughter, please put the lawyer on the phone.

I told Vladimir that Anya’s twelve-year-old son had been interrogated. She asked me to be in touch day and night.

These were incredibly brazen, illegal actions, it seemed that they were really sure that we were guilty, despite the lack of evidence of Kostyuk’s testimony. For the first time in all this time, I seriously wondered if someone might be behind her. Someone from the authorities. But for what?

Dinit? A weak, cowardly man. I hurt his manhood, his ambition. But what’s Cimiti? No, it’s not him, the possibilities are not the same.

Interest in taking over my 327 hectares of land? These lands once belonged to my grandfather, so there were no claims and disputes. Again, what does the Chimites have to do with it?

If interested in Cheetah, then what have I?

All illegal actions of the investigation pointed to the fact that behind Kostyuchky someone standing. And that someone has power.

That night, Anya’s mother died of a heart attack. Not everyone will survive this-they arrested their daughter, son – in-law, and father-in-law of a large family. A sick husband alone can not cope with a large farm – this is not a problem, it is a lucrative business. Not only are her children falsely accused of murder, the investigation attempts to kill her grandson. As a former government lawyer, she knows the limitless possibilities of power.

As you know, it was not easy in our family either. My mother has been paralyzed since 2003. After my arrest, her health deteriorated. You, dad, because of your worries about me, your blood pressure started to jump, and it affected your vision, you began to see poorly. My love, you had a stroke that caused your legs to fail, and my daughter had to drop out of school and take care of you.

Where to find the answer: who? why? how to protect yourself?

When you read the sentences of others, everything is clear, the person has committed a real crime, knows how to protect himself, knows what to say. And in our case, more questions. We don’t know what we’re up against, who’s behind it.

I have a court again, on illegal actions of the investigation, about the lack of familiarity with the decision on the appointment of repeated examinations. Thus, they deprived me of the opportunity to put additional questions to the expert on conducting the assigned re-examination.

I’m sitting in a cell in the basement of the court. I’m wearing a thin black wool turtleneck, a flared skirt of light gray light just below the knees, and black long boots.

From the cell where I’m sitting, I can see the clock in the courtroom. The clock shows 5 minutes to 10. At this time, the phone rang in the office, I realized that they were calling me. The employee listened to the call and turned to me:

«Kama, let’s go out.»

I go up the stairs of the court to the second floor, to the office of judge Kungaa (last name changed). One of my hands is in handcuffs, the other part of the handcuff is put on the arm of the court escort. There are enough people in the hallways who stare at me in amazement. My appearance didn’t match the handcuffs on my hands. In the office, the judge turned to the escort.

«Remove the handcuffs.»

After the announcement of the positive decision of the court the judge suddenly turned to me with an informal question:

– I’m interested in your place of birth, a very rare name, like mine. Who lived there?

– This is my paternal grandfather’s land.

He looked at me intently and said:

– I’m sorry for you, you got involved with the wrong people at the wrong time.

In these words, I found the answer to my questions. So, I thought correctly, behind Kostyuk there is a customer, even it is terrible to pronounce this word. I need to talk to Anya after the funeral. I didn’t want to believe it was a contract. Maybe I misunderstood the judge’s words.

The cell was quieter, and the dwarf woman, like Sveta, was quieter. Today we need to go to bed early so that tomorrow we can fully deal with the sentences that have accumulated over the past few days. When receiving sentences from convicts, I marked the deadline for filing a complaint in the calendar, so I could afford to rest today.

In the morning, with the arrival of Breakfast, I was ordered with things, which meant that I was ordered to the stage. I was surprised, but my thoughts worked quickly and smoothly. For some reason, I immediately thought that they wanted to take me illegally out of prison, where? I turned to my cellmates:

– Today’s stage, which district?

«To Kaa-Khem,» I was told. According to the Criminal procedure code, there is a territoriality of investigative actions. The criminal case on our charge did not relate to the Kaa-Khem district. I urgently began to write a complaint to the warden that the territoriality of investigative actions is violated, which means that they want to take me out of the borders to force me to turn myself in. If the prison administration gives permission for my removal, it will be a violation of the law. I refused to leave the cell and asked the administration to protect me from illegal actions of the investigation. After I wrote my complaint, I knocked on the door and handed the paper to the hall attendant. Then she put on a tracksuit and sneakers and waited for further action. At this time, there was a knock on our wall from the next cell, where Anya was being held. The cellmate from the upper tier of the bed, opening the window, asked:

– What was that?»

«Call Kama.»

Anya was calling me. I climbed up to the second level and spoke.

– Don’t go anywhere, they want to get a turnout.

– I’ve already figured that out. I don’t want to believe what’s happening, an.

– Nevertheless, it happens.

– We’ll have to talk tonight.»

– Well. Try not to leave the cell, – she repeated.

The other day, women told how in the IVS of this district, a woman committed suicide and hanged herself. When her relatives took her from the morgue, the deceased had signs of beating on her body, and deep wounds from handcuffs on her hands. They must have hung her from the radiator in handcuffs. This method of extracting evidence has become a natural method for applying to accused men. I have repeatedly heard about them from male prisoners. Perhaps that’s why I quickly figured it out and wrote a complaint. I heard the phone ring in the corridor, the attendant picked up the phone, spoke, and went to the camera. Opening the peephole, he asked:

– Do you really refuse to leave your cell?»

«Yes, I wrote about it in the complaint,» I said.

After a while, the door to the cell opened and a female guard came in. She looked around at everyone, made a remark to someone, and then looked at me and said:

– Let’s go and talk.»

She was of medium height, medium build, and well-groomed. The women prisoners were afraid of her, she could yell at them, even hit them, but there was a good man behind it all. None of the women went to the colony with violations, she herself brought me and Ana the women’s sentences so that we could write complaints. There were even times when the three of us, Anya, and I, stayed in the box to talk. Anya and I gave her recommendations about a particular woman who could be left to do household chores in prison.

I couldn’t help but believe her. She was aware of all our Affairs and pitied us. On the way, I told them about the investigation’s actions over the past two days.

– The chief of operations told me to bring you in.» It’s a good thing he’s on duty today, because he’s the one who refused to let them take you out. You tell him the circumstances.

We went up to the second floor of the administrative building. The security guard took me to the office and left.

At the table sat a thick-set man, apparently tall, with white, neatly cropped hair. He smelled of expensive port and good cigarettes. I like that smell, like your smell.

– Sit down. Do you understand that you do not have the right to refuse to stage? Employees have the right to forcibly remove you from the cell.

I’m silent, I think, let him speak out, show that he is the owner here. He liked my silence, and we seemed to understand each other.

– I’m aware of your case. The investigation sometimes oversteps its capabilities, all this should be monitored so that they observe order here. I hope they’ll figure it out in time. How is your husband Alexander?

I didn’t expect this question, he knows you.

– He had a stroke after I was arrested. Now here it is.

I told him about the investigation. At this point we parted, and I promised him that I would certainly contact him if anything happened. I didn’t even ask him how he knew you. If he doesn’t say it, then it’s the right thing to do. I didn’t see him again, because he went on a well-deserved vacation three months later. After all, there are good people in this system.

Usually on Monday, the prison stages in several directions. Andrey and Valera were aware that they tried to take me to the IVS of the Kaa-Khem district on Saturday. On Monday, they and Anya were ordered to the stage. It was not known whether we were going to the IVS of the city or somewhere else, that is, according to the law, we could only be taken to the IVS of the city. So they did nothing, just waited for further action. For unknown reasons, they were not taken out of the cell. Later, we learned from the prisoners that they wanted to take Andrey to the IVS of the Barum district, Valera to Shagonar, and Anya to the city IVS. They encouraged the prisoners to put physical pressure on Andrey and Valera.

The application for phasing comes in a few days, perhaps my complaint and the actions of the head of the operational part of the prison stopped the lawlessness of the investigators.

SVETA

On Sunday, a General meeting was held in the cell about Sveta’s behavior.

Sveta was 5 years older than me. Her face shows that in her youth she was a beautiful woman, slightly above average height, moderately well-fed. She has a lot of fans in prison by correspondence, she actively conducted correspondence. Sveta received gifts with sweets, which she gave to her cellmates, and she was provided with paper and a pen.

I was never interested in who corresponded with whom, what they corresponded about, I was far from it. My occupation is my and other people’s papers, courts. I tried to read a book to relieve my brain. From hand washing clothes, I immediately got calluses, so Sveta helped me with the washing.

So, cellmates opened her Mulk (as the letter is called) to a young guy. One of the cellmates began to read aloud the contents of the letter in Tuvan. I understood from some words that it was a sexual letter, with a detailed description of svetkina’s Masturbation under the blanket, in the toilet. She also described her desire to give him a Blowjob.

I see that the cellmates are listening, silent, probably each in their thoughts lusting for their men. This is the nature of the human body. After the end of the letter, Sveta’s condemnation began, and each expressed her own opinion:

– You’re a grown woman, how can you write that?» This man is reading your letters in full view of the camera. What will they think of our camera?

– We should forbid her to correspond.

– You have a son sitting in the colony, the rumors will reach him, shame on you, Sveta!

«Kama, what do you think?»

Usually there is a woman in each cell who is responsible for what happens in the cell. Such a person was appointed by the criminal authorities of the prison. No matter who was in this position, my cellmates always listened to my opinion.

– To be honest, I am ashamed that I participate in reading a private letter from a stranger. It doesn’t matter what she writes, what matters is that she didn’t consent to her letter being read in public. I don’t think this is also welcome in terms of prison. I don’t know what prompted you to open someone else’s letter. Secondly, I think that Sveta’s letters give pleasure to the natural needs of men who have been sitting here for years and who knows how many more will not see women. If one of the men complained to you about it, it means that he is not a man. This is my personal opinion, which I do not impose on you. It’s up to you what decision you make in prison terms. Third, I think Sveta needs to hear what She has to say.

My mind, my mentality, was different from them, or maybe not. I was just saying out loud what anyone can feel.

Sveta, who was standing with her head bowed guiltily, cheered up when she heard me. She understood Russian well enough, since she had lived and worked in Krasnoyarsk in her youth.

The cellmates calmed down and turned to Sveta.

– Well, what do you say, Sveta, what should I do with you?

– I ask not to forbid me to correspond, I will not write such letters any more.

– As a punishment, you will not correspond for three days, think about your behavior.

This is a rash decision made by Soyana, a recidivist, my countryman and a good person, who looks after the camera.

– Her fans will raise the question of why she is forbidden to correspond, will perceive it as a violation. Perhaps she didn’t have sexual correspondence with everyone. You’re not going to tell everyone why you banned her from texting, «I said to Soyana, who waved her hand at the Light and told her:

– Sveta, I very much hope that you will keep your word, think about your son, how he will be ashamed of you.

They say that mentally ill people have a higher sexual need than normal people. If so, it is unlikely that she will stop writing such letters, maybe it calms her mind.

GUESSES

Today we were informed of the conclusion of the re-examination, which indicated that this time the examination of the skull of the alleged corpse of Pavlova was conducted by a more experienced expert. The expert indicated that the death occurred presumably in may. The shape of the skull indicates belonging to the Mongoloid race.

The examination was adjusted in the interests of the investigation. They corrected mistakes made with our complaints. On the one hand, this was good for our subsequent perception of the fabricated criminal case. On the other hand, it became terribly scary from the scale of illegal actions, so the customer is a person from law enforcement agencies.

We were also called together for a review. On the way back, we were locked in a box to wait for the escort to the cell.

– Anya, I have a feeling that someone is behind the costume for a long time. How do you know he is?

– In the 90s, the three of us, I, Andrey and Valera, were sitting here. We were convicted of murder.

Anya, before she came to work for me, informed me that she had served her sentence. I didn’t ask what she was doing. Her bold honesty was enough for me, and I hired her on a free schedule. Ani’s family had a Fazenda of 150 hectares, where they kept a large farm.

– I worked as a Prosecutor in those years, Andrey worked in the traffic police, and Valera as an operative. On weekends, family picnics were held on the Fazenda. Once Valera brought his friend an operative. The two of them got drunk and started swimming in the river. Valera’s friend and Valera himself were very drunk, and it so happened that his friend drowned in the water. The relatives of the deceased did not believe us, found a lot of reasons for our alleged interest in the murder, and we were sentenced strictly, from 8 to 12 years. When I was sitting here, they brought a suit into our cell. She’s a repeat con artist. Gradually, Kostyuk began to turn the camera against me for the fact that I am a Prosecutor and should not sit at the common table, that you need to drive me under the bed and much more.