«Hands behind head! Face – to the car!» commanded me dashing major. Apparently, for excitement, he forgets about the team about the legs. We must also order: «Legs – shoulder-width apart!» As in the morning gymnastics: «Lean forward!» But this scenario is not the same. According to this scenario, now they should put me on the ground, carry out explanatory work among me – by means of my legs, and then escort me to the «office»: it’s not just one of them – such a pleasure. The guys honestly share me with colleagues. After that, I will be installed, attracted and transfered through the court. Load me up so that little does not seem. «My back» will be offered the entire «gentleman’s set»: from the provision of resistance, accompanied by violence – to the storage and distribution of drugs. No, of course, the valiant guards will not declare that I tried to distribute drugs among them. For this business, they always have a «public rations».
«Comrades» are waiting for the execution of the team. They are waiting with impatience: they are no longer eager to expose me… with their feet. I take my hand out of my pocket. I don’t have time to show clients the image of death: the object is in the line of fire, even at a distance of aimed shooting. And laughter about my «argument» I had already heard enough. This is not the repetition that is the mother of learning. The simpler is the better in this particular case.
«Hand…»
The major does not have time to duplicate his order, because Christ’s logic comes into play: «And what do you look at the bough in your brother’s eye, but do you not feel the log in your eye?» I don’t know if the major had time to feel it, but the «beam» of my blade sticks out in his eye. Very small the tail sticks out: the rest is already «permeating the space», taking the next client into the past.
Beyond the time limit, I cannot allow his companions to even be taken aback properly. Therefore, the «shots» follow, one after the other. And one after another my clients in ironed uniforms are falling to the ground. I am not Hercules in part of the musculature and not Bruce Lee in the field of martial arts. But on the part of «call in the eye» – I am a little bit of Robin Hood. I will not say that, like him, I will split the blade with a blade, but at five paces I will not give the slip, as they used to say in Pushkin’s times! Well, here is a talent I have one! I would have to fight for gold at the Olympics – and, I understand, I am fighting for the truth at my place of residence! But I take my job professionally – not worse than the Olympians. I respect clients «for the whole ten», otherwise I would be guaranteed a completely different one from their side!
So it’s done. To admire the still life – here, really, that’s strictly: «dead nature»! – I am busy. And so the saved moments I spend, or rather, invest in a circular review, as I was once taught both in the soldiers and in the students. The review pleases with the desired «presence of absence»: no one in sight. I hope, and me too. I return the knife to my pocket and mentally I spit with clients. It’s time to tackle the issue of an alibi: after all, for the third time I am «giving a tip to myself».
I giving a farewell glance at foreign cars. A hot wave of desire rises within me, because I want them all to burn to the ground! I have a specific desire. Because I «greet»… more precisely, «welcome» not only «motorists», but also cars. Optimization of the car would have caused me no more regrets than the optimization of their owners. And regrets about optimizing the owners I have no more, than regrets about crushed cockroaches. It is more appropriate to say, that it is desirable to consider the optimization of a car «in one package» with the optimization of their owners. And I would have done it if it were not for a whole bunch of «but».
