Читать книгу Blear - Alexei Eremin - Страница 3

He left his car in the garage and entered the house. He turned on the microwave oven in the kitchen. He retrieved an opened wine bottle from the refrigerator, poured himself half a glass and filled the rest with tap water. He put the bottle back in the refrigerator and let the wine warm up.

He went up to the bedroom and took all his clothes off. In the bathroom, he turned the water on and sealed the pink bathtub with a black plug. From downstairs, the microwave oven chirped three times. Blear put the steak on a plate with a heap of fries, picked up the glass and went upstairs to the bathroom. He removed his fogged-up glasses and slipped into the bathtub. He ate his supper lying in the tub. Then he washed, wiped himself with a towel and headed for the bedroom still undressed. He pulled open a drawer in the dresser below the TV set, taking from it a key and a small box.

Grabbing the bed from the middle, he trotted backwards. The bed squeaked and rolled towards him. Peter squirmed near the wall between the windows. He put the key into a slot, turned it and opened a small door. From the safe, he recovered a Beretta automatic pistol, two magazines, a silencer, a handgun holster with shoulder straps, a small leather pouch and a key. Groaning, he pushed the bed back where it belongs and returned to the bathroom. Opening the small box, he took some contact lenses from their solution and put them on. He blinked in front of the mirror, wiping away the tears. He put the shoulder straps on and placed the pistol in its holster. He held the small leather pouch and two magazines in his hands, putting the key between his teeth. He walked around the house, turning all the lights off. He took the concrete stairs down to the basement. In the basement were shelves covered with jars and books, along with two wooden cupboards with doors. Peter, with his left hand, opened one of the cupboards’ doors. Bending down below the shelves covered with videotapes, he kneeled on the floor between some old sneakers and pushed aside a panel in the back with his hand. He found the keyhole with the key, opened and pushed the hidden door. He crawled back into the room, turned off the lights and felt his way back to the cupboard. Blear put himself in the cupboard. He closed the doors behind him and crept through the hidden door’s slot. He pinched the sliding door between his fingers and closed it behind him.