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"Why to your relative I?" – the curly asked. Dai. Beautiful name. That to answer it, Gayar did not know. Why the girl was taken with him at the same time – as clear as day. He on hands carried her. A conclusion not just arises, and naprygivat and thrashes on a head. But how to tell it to it? Will imagine still, who knows, some nonsense.

Therefore Gayar used cunning – answered the second question as if the first and was not.

– Most it is interesting for what devil I suddenly was necessary. Nothing, will be – will explain.

Actually almost for certain knew – why. Indeed, what could be necessary for the brother applying for inheritance and domination, from very long time ago left family? But not to tell the foreign girl all family graters and troubles.

Dai became silent, clasped itself with hands.

– Froze?

– No.

– Then are you ok? – having asked, having kept silent. Too sharply it was closed. Normally spoke, and suddenly …

– It is disturbing – answered it is slightly heard. – Something unpleasant happens.

– Unpleasant – Gayar agreed. Though itself would be expressed much more strong. Did not want to frighten her only. That is to frighten even more. And so shivers.

Kept silent. Gayar habitually traced a situation, looked Dai afar, whether at the sea, whether at all in anywhere. But, surprising business, noticed the person going to them kind of not earlier, than Gayar. Started, whispered:

– … All right!

– I see – Gayar responded, having recorded a look of the unfamiliar guy. – You are able to put boards?

– What boards?

– From damnations. If the meeting goes not in the peaceful course, will be able to be covered?

She falteringly sighed.

– I do not know., It seems, I am able, but … At lessons, you understand?

– I understand – Gayar groped her hand. Ice fingers. Worries much stronger, than shows. – It is good what you understand.

– What?

– A difference – he hemmed. – Under a hand do not climb, find to yourself the shelter and, slightly that, hide. Understood?

– D-da …

– Inhale, exhale, smile.

– What for?!

– Not to be afraid – with a smile he answered and got up.

The guy stopped in five or six steps from them. Gayar frankly, defiantly considered him. From legs to the head. From the crushed running shoes and inexpensive baggy trousers to the jammed collar of a plaid shirt and long ago not a short-haired shaggy hair, chestnut in reddishness. The wide simple person with a scattering of freckles, gray eyes, red eyebrows … an impression poor. Here only, most likely, this impression was carefully and thoughtfully created. Just for those cases when it is necessary to belittle an image of family.

Gayar nodded this thought and asked:

– From where did you such undertake?

– From where undertook, there not any more – the messenger defiantly answered. – The boss invites you to a breakfast. You and girl.

– Conduct, time invites – Gayar offered a hand Dai. – Let's go.

The breakfast waited in the office building – there, as it turned out, occupied a part of the first floor small, on ten tables, cafe. "Boss" waited, sitting at a distant table at a window, and, hardly they entered, rose towards.

– Guy, is glad you to see.

– How many we did not see each other and the nachert we met. For all of you – Gayar.

– As you will tell. And here I will not take offense if you call me as before, Kai. If you please, present me to the charming companion.

Gayar looked askance on Dai. That, having noticed his look, for a moment lowered eyelashes. On cheeks the flush flashed: whether "charming" confused her, whether it seemed a jeer. Though the t-shirt, white in covering, and a graphitic-gray men's windbreaker quite to it went. At least, created interesting contrast. Moreover in combination with a lovely face and the dismissed golden curls.

Gayar caught himself on what frankly stares, mentally imposed with all words and translated a view of Kai.

– Kayler Otrelio. I do not know as far as to your services – grinned. And, having hesitated, presented the girl: – Dai.

– Just Dai? – Kai interrogatively raised eyebrows. – Do you have reasons to hide her surname?

– I do not know her surname itself. We, you see got acquainted with my charming companion practically just. Minutes for ten to the invitation to a breakfast.

– That is you …

– I took out the victim closer to "ambulance" – is sharper, than gathered, Gayar explained. – And not that you thought what you there to yourself imagined.

– In that case – Kai made a helpless gesture – I apologize, but will not wind off a time ago. However now, I see, everything is not so bad? The doctor is not necessary any more? Dai?

– It is not necessary – that rocked the head. Also added, having kept silent: – He will not save me from a heap of truancies. I now on classes have to sit, generally.

– What to do. Meanwhile I invite you to sit down with us and to have breakfast, and further … we will look?

– Let's look? – with cool politeness asked again Dai. – On what?

But Kai did not begin to specify. Instead pointed to a table:

– I ask you. Coffee, toasts, paste. If you want something else, only tell.

Seated. Kept silent.

There, at "Drive", had no time for to look narrowly and note changes, but now … After all, more than ten years did not see.

Kai Zamaterel. To a stupor it became similar to the grandfather. The same sharp lines, a mask of not broken through tranquility on a face and the concealed threat in a look. Also blew from it not as empty irascibility as in days of old, and thoroughness and shattering force. "And the fit successor turned out" – the thought which for some reason sounded by a dedovy voice flashed. "Well and it is fine, and I then what for?" – he objected this thought. And, not to fall finally into the most stupid dispute with itself and with own as the same grandfather used to say, "internal demons", asked sharply:

– Why I was necessary for you? Give to business.

– Without prefaces? All right. Come back to family, Guy.

– No – he answered instantly, even earlier, apparently, than brains were reached by all deep meaning of the offer. And even drove off from a table together with a chair. Instinctively. Legs of a chair passed on a floor with an unpleasant gnash. Gayar put hands on a breast, mentally having cursed himself: probably, notorious internal demons won, it is a little more in the same vein, and the fight will be provoked not by somebody, but he.

And here his look fell on Dai. The girl linked fingers in the lock and fixed the eyes on both equally unfriendly. Hungry it. Predatory. Even seemed that from three audience at this table the most dangerous – it.

– You what? – in a low voice Gayar asked.