And on this hot August evening Egor was returning home with heavy thoughts. The market does not bring anything, only ten people go to school, everyone has left for the holidays in the villages, what to pay for the rent of the hall, utilities and, most importantly, what to buy food for the whole family.
An open door on the second floor in a five-storey building did not bode well. Egor taught everyone to close the doors tightly, the first ordinary "dermantine", and the second wooden, heavy with an iron bolt. The bolted door was ajar. Yegor silently descended to the first floor and took a stick for knocking out mailboxes. Silently entering his apartment, he heard the sound of water and moans, slipping into the bathroom, Egor saw his own wife slurping water from the brimming bathroom, where she was dipped with her head, a vile ex-convict drug addict was standing behind her and viciously lifting her robe. Sveta on her bent legs, tried to push off with her hands from the bathroom, but it was her few seconds.
Egor hit his legs with a stick, the convict broke like an aspen. Before he could recover, the fighter hit the bald skull with a stick with such force that pieces of the brain flew across the peeling walls of the old bathroom. Wiping his wife 's face , he asked in a whisper:
– How much?
– Two, – Sveta sobbed, – Egor, the boys …
But Egor was already standing under the door to the bedroom, silently opening the door, he saw that the children were alive. The elder kissed bandit's hand in tears, the younger one peed and there was a huge puddle on the floor under him. Before the children could utter an exclamation of joy, Egor wrung the neck of the second. Instantly grabbed the home phone and said:
– Brother, trouble. Take the gypsy from our training hall.
Under the cover of night, three male figures loaded two bags of potatoes into the trunk of an old Vladimir's car.
They returned in the morning, tired, with burning eyes.
Neither Yegor, nor Volodya, nor the Gypsy, nor the family ever remembered this terrible August evening, as if it had never happened. Egor's mother slept under the influence of sleeping pills in a small room, and when she woke up in the morning, she asked Sveta and the children not to be sad, and that she would definitely recover.
In September, exactly a month later, Anatoly Podnebesny, the head bandit who was looking at Tver and the Tver region, was stabbed in his own market, where he was collecting tribute. The killer in the hood was buying apples from a merchant, and when Podnebesny with his retinue caught up with the counter, the killer allegedly accidentally scattered apples, distracting bulls (security guard) and sixes (servants) and plunged a sharpener right under the heart. The mafioso died instantly, but the killer did not see it, easily jumped over the counter, dived into the warehouse and disappeared through the back door. At the exit from the warehouse, they found gloves and a black, long hoodie with a hood.
On this day, the Gypsy lost a fight on the tatami to Egor when he saw that people who should be afraid entered the hall.
Egor knew one of them, the bandit Kolya of St. Petersburg was a supervisor of a large district in Moscow, and they met at competitions and trained together to pass for a black belt, the first dan.
He didn't know the other two, but he guessed that thieves in law were interested in him.
