Children of the gods. detective story

Chapter 6

Tatiana Berezikov lived together with his elderly mother in a private house, close to Timofeev. Their home was two streets parallel to Voroshilov. Mother for several years was bedridden. Three years ago an 87 year old Vera Ilyinishna fell down from the house porch and received a hip fracture. Since then, Tatiana drove the mother to her home and nursed her. Sons of Tatiana Petrovna, Oleg and Igor are long married and lived their lives. Husband Constantine died five years ago from a stroke at the age of 57 years. Two or three times a month, the son of Oleg’s grandson brought the Seeds back to sleep. These days the life of Tatiana Petrovna is filled with meaning and vibrant colours. More recently, she was engaged in a small business, rented space from a local businessman. My husband had contacts in the police. Life raged like a mountain river. After her husband’s death and mother’s illness – it all went downhill. From morning till night had to cook, wash, wash, change diapers. Addition was a large garden in which work is always nemeryannom. Out of the house Tatyana Petrovna only in stores. Thank God she had own car HONDA Jazz light gray color, which managed to buy during the time of doing business. Now I had to live on two pensions – your pension and the mother, plus extra payments for disability. Diapers and medicines provided by the state free of charge. Besides this spring, as luck would have flooded the house and it needed repair. The city administration had to pay compensation, but very long. All spring and all summer Tatyana Petrovna had to fight with city officials. In the end justice prevailed, and the victim transferred to the account owed money.

About the disappearance of Nadia Timofeeva Tatiana learned from a neighbor Veronica. Veronica studied in the same class with Nadia. The next day after the disappearance Veronica was walking home from school past the house Berezikova:

– Hello, Baba Tanya! – greeted Veronica with Tatiana Petrovna, who at the time was engaged in cleaning the garden in front of the house.

– Hello, Veronica! How was school? I guess straight a’s?!

– And at us the girl was gone, Nadia Timofeeva! Yesterday, it was not found!

– How is missing?

– Yes, gone. Yesterday she left school after school, and to the house not reached. Her mother came to school, and then went to the police. Looking for it now!

Uh – Oh, so small! What happened to her?

– I don’t know. At school they say she was kidnapped. Girls from the second shift saw her at the gate of Park “Anniversary” – on her way home, and they went to school for lessons. Today at school the police came. We asked about it.

Veronica ran home, and Tatiana thought looking at her children still don’t fully understand. They are thinking it is. For adults, especially for those who have their children and grandchildren, the loss of a child is a terrible tragedy.

Finished cleaning the garden, Tatiana went to the house. The time was dining and she had failed to cook anything.

– You want to eat? – she cried the mother, coming into the kitchen.

“A little,” force said Vera Ilyinishna from his room.

– Hold on a little bit, I’ll make soup now!

– Yes take your time, don’t die!

Tatiana turned on the old lamp TV “TOSHIBA”, which was sent to the kitchen after buying a new big LCD TV “LG”, and began to cook lunch.

On the stove stood a pot with pre-boiled pork and meat broth. Tatiana turned on the burner under the pan and proceeded to cook vegetables for borscht. One eye she watched the events on TV, while in turn cutting on a large wooden Board cabbage, onions, carrots and beets. Soon began the transfer with the local news and leading her girlfriend announced that yesterday in their town went missing 11 year old girl Nadia Timofeeva. Tatiana stopped and remembered that she told Veronica, became closely at the girl’s face, a picture which now was situated on the entire screen. The face seemed familiar. Hearing the address, where she lived, Nadia, Tatiana realized that probably saw her more than once. The soul feels the heaviness and bad feeling. With the TV screen encouraged all residents to take part in the search. Peregrev beets, carrots and onions in a pan and loaded with cabbage in boiling broth, the woman began to peel the potatoes. After all the vegetables were in the pot and the soup only have to reach readiness, Tatiana sat down at the table to drink coffee and relax. And Intrusive thoughts constantly returned to that missing girl: what happened? They live very close to us… And the semen is not much younger than her. The woman was seized by severe anxiety.

The soup had dovarese and Tatiana went to feed the mother. She adjusted the pillows behind her and lifted them so that the Faith of Ilinichna was comfortable to sit:

– Well, let’s eat! – with one hand holding a plate on a stand and the other holding a spoon of soup, said Tatiana.

– What was that, Tanya? On TV they say the girl disappeared, everyone is looking for?

– Yes, Nadya Timofeeva. They are here, near us, live, on Voroshilov. Said was walking home from school and disappeared. Our neighbor Veronica know? Well, Genkina daughter? She studied in a class.

– Oh yeah? A mountain of some sort! Where could she have gone? Mother go crazy now goes! – in the eyes of Faith by Ilinichny reflected genuine sadness and concern.

– Invite everyone to go out searching. I think maybe I should go? The machine I have.

– Tanya, you go, it will be hard?

– In the garden to dig is not difficult, and it is difficult! Yes, I even shatter!

Well itself look. – agreed with her daughter Vera Ilyinishna.

In the evening, feeding and putting Faith Ilinichna to sleep, Tatiana turned on the computer and went to your page at Classmates. Exchanged a few messages with his friend from Kazakhstan, where they used to live, she decided to go to the homepage of the city.

On the main page, the woman immediately saw the focus on Nadia and link at the bottom of the group. By clicking on the link, Tatiana began to read comments.

The people in the group were many, several thousand people. The announcement of the loss was on the main television channels of the country and in the news on the Internet. People with totally different cities and areas and even our former compatriots from other hot countries discussed the incident. People were screaming at each other, each trying to prove their case and defend their version of events. Many psychics or as they called themselves, tried to contact local volunteers, in order to check their versions. Most of them shared the version that the girl was dead – murdered. Then there were different versions of what happened and a description of the perp. Psychics asked for a city map and mark the areas where you may be the girl’s body and where to find it. Many volunteers and local residents, independently involved in the search, i.e. not in the units themselves contacted psychics on the phone, hoping with their tips to find Nadia. Most Tatyana Petrovna interested in the psychic who writes under the name Michael the Archangel. He assured everyone that with his help, find a single man. The real name of the Archangel Michael, as he wrote knowing it was Mikhail Savchenko and he lived in the city of Tomsk with my family. Many sitting on this forum knew him in the case of the missing child in Tomsk. They and Savchenko claimed that Michael accurately called the date and the place where the child is found. Savchenko wrote that the girl killed her friend teen of about fourteen. Wrote that Nadia reached the bridge, where he met her and invited me to his home. There, according to Savchenko. the teenager tried to rape the girl and accidentally smothered, and in the evening the body was washed and buried near the home. Michael is very in detail described appearance of this teenager and where and with whom he lives. Also, he assured that he knows a place where a girl needs to look and that he wants people to check his vision.

Tatyana Petrovna had not noticed reading the forum that it’s been a while. Outside the window, dawn. My head was buzzing from the abundance of new information, and his eyes were red and ached from sitting too long at the computer. We had a little bit of sleep and to put his thoughts in order. Wearily dropping onto the bed and closing her eyes, Tatiana was fast asleep.

The morning dawned gray and cloudy. Waking up, the woman lay still for a long time and stared out the window at the drizzling rain, trying to move away from a dream that she had. Sleep was like a dream. Tatyana Petrovna has a dream that the missing girl came to her house:

– What are you doing here? – Tatyana asked the girl in a dream – everyone’s looking for you!

Nadia looked beautiful and her big sad eyes and said,

– Take me to Mama, please!

Everything was so realistic, as if it had not been a dream. It was more like a vision.

From the next room came the mother’s voice:

– Tanya, are you awake?

– Yes, I’m getting up!

Had to change my mother’s diaper, make Breakfast and feed. Tatiana decided that today, after I do all the household chores, go in search. It was only necessary to decide where to start looking. She got up and walked over to the mirror hanging on the opposite wall from the bed. The mirror on Tatiana watched an elderly, stout woman. Her peroxide bleached hair was cropped short, face, in spite of its rather advanced age, surprisingly it was quite smooth and almost without wrinkles. Gray eyes slightly narrowed, due to deteriorating in recent years of view. Tatiana put on her spectacles, and looked attentively at his reflection: “it was Quite an old woman!” she thought. It seems like only recently she was seven years old. Only recently she was in first grade. It seems that yesterday I was in school and then in College, where he became acquainted with her future husband. Wedding, birth of a son, the year after the birth of my second son. And constant cares, worries…at First waited, when the sons grow up, then finish school, then Institute, get married, get back on my feet…And constant thoughts of how to make money to the family in no way needed. Lived, thinking that the youth would never end, and life will be eternal… the Death of her husband came as a complete surprise. And then mother fell and broke her leg, had to quit his business, bringing a small, but still sufficient income to not have to count every penny, but also to help children and grandson. How quickly everything has flown by! In the childhood it seemed that life long, long. Now remembering the past, she had thought that her whole life is just a long train ride. Like just sat down, and out – come. She drove away from himself, who came not by the way thinking, “Okay, enough, today is full of Affairs…”

Chapter 7

Every day Tatiana went on a quest as a job. At first she decided to carefully search the area in which they lived, as it became known from the police that the girl got on CCTV camera, stand in the store and the notary. The notary is 10 minutes from the house Nadya Timofeeva. So it is necessary first of all to check the area 10 minutes walk from the house. It seems that there was not one Bush and garbage, where would Tatiana have not visited. It was necessary to turn all the garbage and waste that is thrown away by the residents of neighboring houses. The criminal could get rid of things girls and throw them in the trash. The police wanted to have some clue. Still never found the body nor the things of Nadi.

Tatiana met with local volunteers who as she searched for the child. Lyuba Sitnikov, a young 22 year old girl with her friend Elena Rybakova was looking for Nadia’s most exotic ways. For a start they went to a village located a few kilometers from the city to known in narrow circles of the woman said, taking the little girl’s picture in the hope that Baba Lucy will be able to tell them what happened with Nadia and where to find it. Baba Lucy shook the photo and said that she could not help anything and that they should go to Svetlana in a nearby village. But for them (since they pulled her away from the cases) it still took five hundred roubles.

Svetlana, who calls himself a hereditary witch, lived in a large two-storey brick building enclosed by a fence of concrete blocks, such as those typically used in urban areas for construction fences. House Svetlana stood out among local chalup. Near the house stood a few Japanese and German cars. It seemed that business prospered Svetlana.

Waiting for their turn, Luba with a friend went into the room where the witch did. Before them stood a middle-aged woman about 35, with long to the waist, painted black hair and gray, outlined with black pencil eyes and eyebrows slightly podkrashennym on a rather pale face. In the hands of Svetlana were naroscheny nails and a variety of rings and bracelets. She was dressed in a denim sundress and flip flops home. The woman was neat and tidy, well looked and seemed younger than his years.

“Hello,” said from the doorway Luba, Svetlana and immediately handed her Nadine photo. – We have heard that you can help to find a man. May you know that we have in the city missing 11 year old girl Nadia Timofeeva? It was the TV and the whole country already knows. On the Internet there is a group search. Orientation plastered everywhere, do not know the truth, stuck you in the village? You can generally tell – dead or alive? Where to find it?

Svetlana invited them to sit down at a table near the window, opposite.

She stared at the picture of Nadia. Then put it on the table and some time sitting, thinking and looking out the window unseeingly. Three minutes later Svetlana turned her head to the guests and said:

– Girls dead for a long time. She died the day she went missing. Blame the man close to the family. See the black spot on the genitals.

– Was she raped? quietly, as if afraid of his own words, asked Luba.

– I don’t know… Maybe… I still can’t understand what it is.

– Where to look? – settled voice asked Lena.

– I think it must be sought near the intersection of roads. On the outskirts of the city. There is some water. The river or lake. Marshy place. If the girl’s mother came by herself, I could see where she is. Or, if I was given something that belonged to Nadia.

– But if you’re going to their house? – revived Luba.

We’ll pay how many it is necessary-supported by her friend.

– I’ll take charge, if only the girl will find with my help, ' replied a woman. – When can we go?

– Yes, even now! – jumped up from his chair Luba. – Nadia’s mother is now at home, she watches arrived. The phone we have. Drive up to the house and call. All tell her, I think she now at any straw should grasp. What it’s hard thing to give? Even go will not need you to her home coming!

Inspired by this idea, girl with witch-Svetlana went back to the city to Timofeev home.

On reaching home Timofeev, Luba got out of his car and dialed Margaret. Lena and Svetlana was left to sit in the cabin. Soon, the phone came a female voice:

Yeah, I’m listening…

– Hello, may I speak with Margaret, the mother of Nadia? This is very important!

– This I what you wanted? slightly irritated as it seemed to Luba, replied the voice on the phone.

– We’re looking for your daughter. There is a woman that can show where to look for Nadia, she’s the only one you need to talk to you and her to have some Nadenken thing. Then it will be able to pinpoint the location. We are now at the gate of your house can look. This woman with us. Please come and talk to her. It is possible that it will help to find your daughter.

I don’t believe any psychics! Stop going for all sorts of wise old women and fortune-tellers! I will not talk with all sorts of charlatans! the woman cried.

Lyuba was taken aback by this turn of Affairs, but deciding that the woman simply tired of constant phone calls, from increased attention at the family, gathering her courage, said:

– Well, then, let us Nadine thing. Thing will help this woman to see the place where to look for your daughter. We’ll go and check the place out.

– I will not give you! – shouting, the woman hung up.

Few stood in confusion and annoyance, she sat back into the interior of the car:

– I in shock! – she said, drumming his fingers on the arm of the chair.

– What happened? almost simultaneously asked Lena with Svetlana.

– She refused to go out to talk to us and even the thing does not want to give!

– Why? – surprised Lubin girlfriend.

– Said he did not believe any psychics, and even told us to stop walking by all sorts of wise old women and fortune-tellers! – artistically mocked Margaret Luba.

Svetlana leaned back in the seat, lost the sight in themselves. The girls sat frustrated from what happened – after all, they hoped that she would show them the place where to look for the girl. They just didn’t expect such a reaction of the mother. It seemed that in her best interest to consider all options, trying to find her daughter. The people themselves came to her, demand nothing in return. Why she behave like this? Rousing himself from his thoughts as from his obsession, Svetlana said as if it was talking to itself:

– I thought so… Yeah, it is…

Chapter 8

Tatiana Petrovna now the third hour of rummaging through mountains of trash on the side of a ravine that went down to the river. The locals dumped here all that was not needed. There were old Soviet refrigerators, broken washing machines and rusted, the mountain of rags and old shoes, glass jars broken, rotten boards, unwanted Newspapers, magazines and old books, broken children’s toys and even the chassis of the car “LADA”. She’s a big thick stick dug into the debris, trying to find something similar to Nadina’s things that were specified in the guidance. Suddenly she noticed a small ashes. Seen here, something burned. From the ashes protruded from the sleeve of white fabric. Tatiana tugged at the sleeve – it was half-burned children’s blouse. The woman looked at the blouse and noticed in the gate area two maroon spots. Tatiana sat on the ground next to the ashes – heart pounding as if ready to jump out of my chest. A little after sitting and recovering, the woman decided that it is necessary first to show a find to the girls-volunteers, with whom she had recently met together to decide what to do next.