Читать книгу The Way to Dehradun. A detective adventure story - Tatiana Sokoloff - Страница 12

At exactly twelve o’clock in the afternoon, Alex Karte was sitting at a table in Café Kare and waiting for the gentleman he had run into at the Frauenkirche. Less than five minutes later, this man approached him, but today he was wearing a light canvas jacket and linen trousers.

– Greetings, he said in a cheerful voice. – Sorry for the wait. So let’s get started.

My name is Asmodeus. And it’s no coincidence that I came into contact with you. I am aware that you have a big health problem. You’ve already paid a lot of money for the chance to live longer, but you’re not sure of anything. You are afraid that you will be deceived. You are not sure that the kidney will take root. In short, even with a lot of money, you can’t buy yourself peace of mind. But I can guarantee you that you will live for many more years, and with high quality and happiness.

However, I can guarantee you this for a reason, you will need to provide one service for me.

– What kind of service is this? Can you get specific? – Alex looked nervous.

Asmodeus chuckled.

– You will have to go to India and neutralize a certain Yana Goncharova and her Sancho Panza (assistant Oksana Fyodorovna), who are poking their noses into their own affairs and may interfere with our noble mission – to “help the suffering.” They must be eliminated in any way, completely, so that they no longer exist.

– So you’re suggesting that I kill them?

– Exactly, you understood me correctly. Upon successful completion, you will receive an excellent kidney, and the transplant operation will be performed directly in India at an underground VIP clinic by one of the world’s best transplant specialists who works in our team. If you agree, you will fly to India tomorrow, and I will take care of your tickets and visa. Otherwise, – he paused. – you know, you’re going to die very soon.

– But I’m not a murderer, – Alex said softly.

– You have to make your choice.

– Do I have time to think?

– I’ll give you until eight o’clock tonight. I’ll call you at eight o’clock sharp and I want to get a final answer.

– Okay, – Alex replied, got up from the table and went outside. When he reached the nearest park, he sat down on a bench and began to think.

“No, it’s just impossible. I can’t do that. However, who are they to me – two unknown women? I don’t know about them.… Why should I feel sorry for them? I’ll manage, and that’s the end of it, I’ll live happily ever after, I’ll wait for my grandchildren, I’ll go on a trip around the world, which I’ve been dreaming about all the time, and finally I’ll just enjoy life.”

Alex watched the ducks and swans swimming in the pond, the children playing on the shore, and the ice cream vendor, who was calling customers to her. No, he didn’t want to give up his life at all.

“I think I’ll accept Asmodeus’ offer.”

He resolutely got up and walked towards his house, because it was necessary to prepare for a trip to India. On the way home, Vivaldi’s soft music was playing in his head.