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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
The bus drove on, gradually the whispering almost stopped, probably people were thinking about what they had heard and seen. Igor just now noticed that he has been traveling for a long time almost in the center of the city, and there are only three left before his stop. The bus stopped at another stop and new passengers came in, two men, one of them coughed and looked somehow painful, a woman and a girl with a stroller. She took a place near the window right behind Igor, the Doors closed and the bus drove off, past two police cars and one ambulance with the sirens on.
"Has something happened again?"
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Stretched out Sergei thoughtfully. Suddenly a military truck "Ural" with a tarpaulin roof on the back of the bus flew past the bus. The sirens began to sound again somewhere. Finally, the bus stopped at the right stop. For about fifteen minutes Igor and Sergei were at home. An excited mother ran out into the hallway. Her name was Oksana Yurievna, she was a "small", nimble woman with short black hair and dark brown eyes.
– How are you? How was the ride? are you all right?
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