Book-2. Hilt novella

– Absolutely nothing definite, one of my knowledge, that was somehow clash between drug traffickers in Nayami with demonstrators Shomon. This society, which he dreamed Dumar. And

You know, one of them broke up with a dozen armed with chains and thugs with knives, and he wished to remain anonymous.

– How long was it?

– About a year ago. Annie, do you remember? This is still rustling papers.

Ani making an impassive face, clarified: – In June of last year.

– Oh, yes, I think I messed around with the motor and then there was on the occasion of the acquisition of spare parts.

– I recognize the handwriting Dumar. – Said Hilt. Azon plane taxied down the path to the office Griffes and Owl.

The fat man with a curiously watching a surprise guest.

– Hey, Griffes! – Without having to jump on the grass of the field, called he Hilt. – Get on the helicopter, take me to the police station! Griffes did not move. His face expressed a dull tightness. Saying goodbye to friends. Hilt aircraft slammed the door and walked to the smug host.

– Have you stir. Griffes. – With these words, Hilt took a transmitter and a certificate with its private code officer protection of the President. This immediately had an effect, the fat immediately began to attention and stiff tongue blurted.

– Yes, Sir!

Head of the Police Department Nayami sitting at a desk table heaped with folders and letters, in a stuffy office, periodically wiping sweat with a handkerchief with sweaty neck. Light roast of the day pierced the barred window, filling the room, and without stifling, street heat. Boredom, heat and debt service, forced to sit through days of his office, imposed on that person print indifference to everything, even to himself, as evidenced by the confusion that reigned around. On one of those countless days of monotonous office door opened and in the doorway to the sleepy eyes of the police management has grown man with a lively, intelligent expression green eyes. The stranger unceremoniously swept study, and nodded his head in satisfaction, introduced himself:

– Lieutenant personal security of the President. Hilt. With these words, took out a miniature transmitter-license, presented the captain lost his head.

– How can I help? – Buttoning his uniform shirt and wearing a tie, had one.

– Mr. Captain, I have a serious matter to you … – Hilt started the story of the incident, which ended with the words: – … and you get a promotion. On a sleepy face brightened captain slept sense of duty, and he began to take energetic measures, leaving, however, the ability to use office lieutenant transmitter. Hilt immediately report Misar: – Mr. Counsel, I suggest you one of my two friends, Azon, which I was able to find. In agility and courage he has no equal. I remain in Nayami as Dumar is somewhere nearby. After you have passed the test of hard and rapidly conducted Hilt in the evening of the day decided to set myself a little rest and visibility fun. The hotel bar “Goldfish”, where he went on elevator from my room was dark, consisting of gamma and color music light from wall-mounted light fixtures in the form of sea chimeras. At the tables and at the counter drawn silhouettes of rare visitors. The bartender was sticking out behind the counter, trying to be helpful, asked: – You drink, fortified, with juice, iced?..

Hilt ordered a cocktail with ice and casually tossed a piece of paper have filled the glass. The bartender began to count the change, but not in a hurry to call to a customer when Hilt left with a glass of the free table. Having drunk, Hilt asked the bartender: – Mister you are familiar events of last June? – Such treatment lackey wine racks are not expected. His eyes suddenly lit up with a serious business-like, his face reflected imprint regal pride.

– What you actually know? If you want to know Shomon on, I can recommend you one of my regular customers.

– Yes, of course, but I would still like to ask you, do not remember Do you know what happened on that day?

– Well, of course, well remember, the more they ran here to eat. And I remember very well.

– So tell me, be quick! – Cried Hilt.

– Well, as usual, they met for their convention. Burned on Square spiral, symbol of development, as they say.

– Why did they burn the spiral?