Children of the gods Ritter Irina
– 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.
She called Luba Sitnikova and detailing the place where he was, waited. The girls arrived about fifteen minutes later. They looked at the blouse and the place of discovery, and about an hour spent on the study of debris within a few meters from the ashes. Finding nothing interesting, we decided that we need to show blouse girl’s mother:
– Even to go to it you want to do after yesterday! – resentfully said Luba.
– What happened yesterday? – was surprised Tatyana Petrovna.
– Yesterday we spent the whole day with Lena, to find and bring to her the woman-the psychic. Went to Baba Luce, and then into the next village to the Svetlana. She can see by the pictures -if someone is alive and what happened to him. Svetlana said that she needs to talk with her mother Nadia or take her thing, to see the place where the girl need to look. We brought straight home to Svetlana Timofeeva, but Margaret even leave us abandoned! said Lyuba.
– What the psychic told you about Nadia? Dead or alive?
Said that the girl is dead – died the day of loss. And another said that the guilty man from the environment of the family. We wanted to talk with her mother, but she yelled at me on the phone and said that we did not go on all sorts of wise old women.
– I wonder why the mother refused the help? – Tatyana Petrovna was taken aback by such news. Is it because she needs to find her daughter or I don’t understand something? But if it really is someone of your friends?
The mother is very strange behavior…From the beginning.
– Let’s go to their house and show blouse relatives. Look – identify or not. And then we’ll take it to the police. – invited Lena.
“I agree,” replied her friend.
Fifteen minutes later the three of them stood at the gate Nadinola home. After exchanging greetings with all, and knew why her the guests have arrived, Margarita has invited women to come into the house. Tatiana Petrovna gave she found the blouse and told how and where it is found. The girl’s mother carefully examined the thing and negatively shook his head.
No, Nadia was not like this blouse. It’s not her.
– Are you sure? disappointedly asked Tatiana.
Yes, this blouse is not my daughter.
– I think we need to take a blouse to the police, just in case. It stains similar to blood and tried to burn. – taking discovery from the hands of Marguerite and folding it in a package, said Luba.
– What’s your name? – asked Margarita to Tatyana Petrovna. – I think that I saw somewhere.
– Tatyana Petrovna Berezikov! I live near here, two streets from you! We met several times, simply were not familiar. I’m looking for a Producer, every day. I live with my mom – take care of her, it hurts me and gets up from the bed. Make her feed and on the search!
– Well, now we know. Thank you for helping to find my daughter, – tells Tatyana Petrovna Margarita.
If I find or know what I’m gonna call you, okay? Let’s work together to find Nadia. I have a car, so if where we should go, maybe in the next village or somewhere else, then you do not hesitate to ask. Sit down and let’s go! The main thing is to find your daughter!
Guests said goodbye and left the house. Tatiana beamed with pride from its significance. Margarita she liked, and she was ready now to move mountains for her.
I’ll call the police by dialing a number on mobile said Luba.
– Wait, I have the phone number of the investigator who runs this business, -stopped her Lena, and began to search in his phone number. – I found it, write!
Lyuba dialed the number the investigator and waited.
– The investigator of Prosecutor’s office Vyacheslav Lobov, listen to you! – answered at the other end of the phone
– Hello! We’re volunteers. We are looking for Nadia Timofeev. Today we accidentally found half-burned children’s blouse. Close to the river in the ravine, someone tried to burn. There is a local junkyard. The blouse has stains similar to blood. We showed Mama Nadi, but the blouse she didn’t identify. What do we do? – asked Luba at Lobau.
– Tell us exactly where you are. We’re moving – you see the place and to remove your blouse for the examination.
– We are now at the house Timofeev. Let’s meet and then go together to the place, okay?
– Well, wait, we’re moving!
After about half an hour to the house a car drove up Timofeev Prosecutor’s office. From it came a man of about forty, small in stature, full with big brown eyes, dark, already graying hair and large aquiline nose. Was dressed in a simple dark gray suit, gray tie, beige shirt and black shoes. Under his arm he had a black leather briefcase:
Investigator Lobov! – reaching out to Tatyana Petrovna, the man said.
– Tatyana Petrovna Berezikov!
The investigator in turn said Hello to Anyone and Lena.
– Well, show what you found!
– Here, look, Luba pulled the blouse out of the package, then handed it to Lobau.
The investigator carefully examined the blouse and folded back in the bag, ordered to go to the place where she was found.
On the spot ashes around him and worked the investigation team: they were looking for something, collected in bags, about something talked. Tatiana and the girls stood back. When finished, Lobov went to their company and asked:
– So, you say that the mother didn’t identify thing?
– No, said that this is not the Nadina blouse. – said Tatiana Petrovna.
We still, just in case, will ship for examination – you never know. You have my phone – if anything, you can call us! – said goodbye man.
Thank you! Be sure to call! almost simultaneously all three of them replied.
Chapter 9
Returning home, Tatiana took off his shoes and sank wearily into a chair. “Another day wasted” – she thought disappointedly. – “Where can we find it? Where? Where could she be?”
– Well, Tanya, Nadya did not find? asked her room Vera Ilyinishna.
– No, they haven’t found.
Bad business, bad…
Night, feeding and laying to sleep the Vera Ilinichna, Tatiana went to Classmates to the search for Nadia. It has become a habit. As soon as they had a free moment she came to the group to read comments and news. Controversy, it seemed. did not stop for a minute. The great length of our country for all time zones and the participation of people from abroad created a feeling that the people just live here. This time, like every night, the group was broadcasting Savchenko. He called the address to which you want to find the girl:
– The offender is present among the volunteers, – assured Michael that he constantly moves and knows where we searched, and no where else. He’s got everything under control. It helps in search and tries to lead in the wrong direction. I gave you the address – and take a look.
– We’ve been looking for, ' answered the girl under the name Music of the Wind – there’s nothing there.
Were you looking for in the house, why did you go in? I told you that you need to look at the house. I have to go with dogs – you will not find. Send me photos of the city – and I know I can specify a place.
Tatiana decided to enter into discussions with Michael, thinking that nothing to lose – if he will really help find the child:
– Listen, Misha, I go every day to the search, I have a car, tell me what place you want to take pictures. We girls will make photos and send you. Or maybe better make a video?
– I have already said – it’s Nadia from home within five minute walk, from the bridge over the river. There all so cleverly hidden that the one who knows – this place will not find. The girl in the water is. It turned black and stretched out. He made it tonight in the dark. Now you will not find – he will perepryatat. The criminal is always on the move. I told her mother, but she doesn’t listen to me.
– Okay, tomorrow we shoot a video and send you the video.
– I’ll wait!
– I think that it is not necessary here to write the address. It’s better in PM, if anyone should. Because whoever did this probably all reads and will be able to prepare to move the body. – suggested one of the participants of the forum.
– Do not even doubt that he’s reading! He tries to be aware of everything! – continued the other.
– We still don’t know who the perpetrator is. Even if in a personal writing. What if he pretends to be a volunteer and sniffing out information? So it’s not going to help. – concluded third.
– I heard from the locals that yesterday and today I collected DNA samples from all men living far from home, Timofeev. And also all ex-prisoners and the mentally ill. Has anyone heard anything about this? asked the woman under the name Ariadne.
– Yes, it’s true. To us yesterday came from the police and took DNA samples. We live on the same street Timofeevym. Took all the men in the house. – confirmed the other participant groups.
– And take these samples? asked her Ariadne.
– Give a stick wrapped with cotton wool and you need it to drive on the reverse side of the cheeks. Then all the samples are put in separate jars and sign.
– It is clear. Thank you.
A few days Luba, Lena, and Tatiana Petrovna were engaged in shooting video. They went around and tried not to miss anything. When the video was ready, Luba sent it to Mikhail Savchenko. Left to wait, when he will scan and show you the place where you have to look for the girl. All this time the search did not stop. About a week later, Michael showed up and pointed out the place on video where to find. Lena took a friend’s dog and together they went in search of: looked through literally every square meter on a few times, climbed all the bushes, but nothing was found. Spent a lot of time and effort. After several days of fruitless Tatiana Petrovna angry and tired went online on the group page:
– You’re a fucking quack! – he turned to the Archangel Michael, we girls spent a lot of time on your nonsense! We were shooting video for you – you promised that will show place!
– I showed you the place! – began to defend myself a psychic.
– Yes there we all rummaged – there’s nothing there! We dog walked. Looking for a few days! And you’re just on someone else’s grief want to earn popularity! Chase people to check out your nonsense!
– So badly needed! – did not calm down Michael.
I know from friends in the police about you! Have someone check you out!
– I already checked in Tomsk! Nothing on me! And then the apology requested. I work with the UK.
– What do the police still not found the girl, if you are working with the UK?
– I said everything! I have a place – look!
– Quack! God will punish you for what you people around by the nose lead! You can’t wear the crown on this matter!
– You are not a search engine – you just grandma, and I want the search engines!
– Yes you will be missed.
The next day Tatiana called the Lobau investigator and told him about Mikhail Savchenko, who is sitting in group on search of Nadia Timofeeva under the name Archangel Michael, heard the answer just killed:
– Yes, the police monitoring group in the Internet. We review comments, in case something interesting appears and check the participants. Michael this we know – he’s from Tomsk. This man is just sick. He has a diagnosis of mental retardation. He often lying in the hospital. So don’t pay any attention to him! If you find anything – call us!
– Yes, of course, up-to-date!
Tatiana felt empty, “God, what a fool! So much time spent on some fucking! Well, he’s okay – sick, but I was what she thought?”
Time passed, and the girl was never found. Tatiana Petrovna every day never stopped to look. The girl began for her as a mother. To find almost nobody came because there was snow and people have lost hope of finding Nadia. Most spoke about the need to wait for spring when the snow melts and then again to start looking. Or the girl will find randomly somewhere in the forest, mushroom pickers or fishermen in the spring on the river or lake. Relatives of the accused that they did not come in search of us all. Tatiana defended Margaret and family on the Internet as could:
– How dare you blame the mother! She’s got such grief! God forbid anyone to go through this! To lose an only child!
But what does everyone think about the relationship of mothers and relatives of those who did not remain indifferent: – answered the woman-volunteer, which from the beginning were looking for Nadia in the squad. so many people constantly going on a quest, especially in September. Hundreds and hundreds of people! To be honest, mother never saw. She may, of course, was there, but navryadli. She could go just once to the crowd, to say something, I don’t know, but at least to appear… Our group that all came in the morning, left in the evening. But, for example, my friend, Is tough and not looking… all day, all night looking for. Two, three o’clock calling – they are Still looking, at eight in the morning I called – they are Already looking for… And so on for three days. Day of rest – and again. And though once someone Rodney would come to the stadium for the next collection and simply said “THANK you”!
Chapter 10
New year came nearer, and Nadia Timofeeva was not found. As the head of the investigation Department of the RF IC investigative measures to find a fifth-grade girl does not stop and will be conducted to obtain the result.
Today criminal case upon loss of Nadi has more than 80 volumes. Surveyed about a thousand spaces, which surveyed approximately two thousand people. To date, no specific suspects, the girl’s location was not established.
“Because of this, we cannot build any particular version. We are working on a whole range of versions that exist. Today again conduct search activities on the way girls. But I think the amount of information produced will lead to any result”, – said the head of the SU.
Increasingly, investigators are now engaged in the processing of technical information – recording cameras, car recorders, mobile phones. “All persons who fall under our attention, we process for the full program. It quotes the holding of examinations, undelete files and recover information from phones and computers.”
A criminal case will be investigated until you find the culprit. The suspension of such cases are not subject. “Such cases could be investigated, three, five, seven years. This practice in Russia. Today may not exist some methods of treatment of certain technical information, biological materials. But progress does not stand still. Today we disclose crimes that three or four years ago it was impossible to open”. – told the chief investigator.
The task of the investigation is to collect as many traces and technical information, then she was at the investigator’s disposal. If the girl is there, this material will need to search for evidence of the involvement of certain persons.
In search of Nadi investigators to literally dig the ground, remove the top layer of soil in places where there could be a girl. The search is conducted across the country. Orientation on Nadia sent to all regions of Russia. Investigators say the search will continue until you bear fruit.
Chapter 11
Vladivostok is preparing for the New year. All the shops and supermarkets were decorated with garlands, tinsel and decorations. In the town square for the residents of the city authorities set a huge tree and built a fairy town. Tamara Sosnowski arrived in the Hypermarket “V – Laser” in his brand new silver car “Nissan Murano” to purchase products for new year’s table. The Parking was Packed with cars – people rush to buy everything early, because last two days in the shops will be overcrowded. Hardly parked, Tamara went for the truck. The truck also turned out to be not so simple – there was no free. People hunted out from the audience of buyers in order to catch its prey – free cart. But since most of the trucks were loaded from top to bottom, they are transported to the machines, there to spread all the goodness in the trunk. So hunters had to chase them across the Parking lot and try to catch it before it will make more agile opponent. You would have thought that the people of the whole year did not eat and now decided to get drunk to satiety.
Finally he draws his cart, Tamara took her purse a list of what you had to buy and went to the trading room. The hall was Packed with buyers who went with full carts, which then sort of created an impenetrable tube. And buy had a lot, because all your family Sosnowski – Tamara herself, her husband Eugene, son Nikita and daughter Anfisa was going to go to celebrate New year to the cousin Tamara Olga in Zelenogorsk. Olga Volodina is a cousin of Tamara lived in Zelenogorsk with my family: my husband Andrew and their fifteen-year-old son Maxim. I had to stock up not only products, but also buy presents for everyone.
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